Chronicles of Lazdormu(IC closed for Sinister Spiders)

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

Sylvanas felt her heart drop to her stomach when she looked around. There were dozens of undead beings lining the walls of the cavernous hall, looking all the more macabre in the dim light. At the center of the room was Arthas himself, standing dressed in thick, rich black tunic and breeches. Beside him, to Sylvanas' horror, was a rough wooden frame with a naked female elf tied to it. Sylvanas knew who it was the moment she laid eyes on her.

"Illyna." The name came out in a breath of despair, the pain more real and more intense than anything she had felt.

Sylvanas' immediate reaction was to make for her lover, to do anything she could to rescue her from this horrid reality. The moment she moved, the degenerate abomination spoke. His words slithered through Sylvanas's veins, icy tendrils chilling her to the core and threatening to drag her bodies into the throes of his coldness.

"Uh uh uh. It would be a shame if something terrible happened to our little friend here because of your negligence. And we wouldn't want that would we General?"


Sylvanas didn't want to stop, didn't want to give him the satisfaction of commanding her, but she had no choice. She couldn't risk Illyna. She watched as his putrid fingers traced along those creamy white thighs. Just as she was watching, the same sensations traveled down her own damp thighs.

"No!" Sylvanas hissed as the weight of her memories settled into place. She observed poor Illyna's body and realised that it bore the marks of the torture that she had received, and that Sylvanas had shared.The whips, the caning, the pinching and the pleasuring. All of it was there on her lover's body, plain for her eyes to see.

"You foul demon!" Sylvanas spat, returning her attention to the human king, eyes burning with hatred. It was then, only then, that she noticed that his breeches were somewhat open. Protruding from the black hole was a long, rigid mass that was pulsing in time with the struggle of a stone heart.

"Are you not man enough to face your true quarry?" Sylvanas asked. It was weak of him to take his anger out on someone that was not her.

Though despite her anger, despite her hate, her nether regions cried for help when she looked back down at his member. The hours of torture caught up to her, and her channel throbbed with need. Taking a deep breath, Sylvanas attempted to steady herself. She could not afford to be distracted.

 

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King Arthas Menethil


Arthas laughed deeply at her anger, despite her tone he could tell by her stance, heavy breathing and wavering voice that her defiance was only a mask to her true desires.

"But Illyna and I have been having so much fun. Surely you can't deny that." Arthas slid his hand further down her thigh and lightly traced the crease of her pelvis. Paying absolute attention to Sylvanas he felt his way toward Illyna's nether lips and stroked them tenderly. With his fingers now perfectly placed he parted her folds with one digit and with mild pressure ran it from the edge of her entrance to the tip of her clit. Illyna moaned softly at his touch and her hips began to buck slowly against his finger.

"Now why don't you be a good girl and crawl over here."

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

The sword at Sylvanas' waist felt heavy and alive as she watched Arthas' cold fingers fondle Illyna. The sensations, probably magically linked, traveled to her own body, and Sylvanas had to grit her teeth to stop a moan. Her limbs were shaking, but she puffed her chest out, breasts and nipples proudly before her in a show of defiance.

She didn't grace the bastard with an answer. Instead, she stepped forward. She crossed the floor between them even as her legs threatened to give way. The unsatisfied pleasure returned with a vengance, and her proud breasts began heaving in the build up.

Two steps away from Arthas, Sylvanas unsheathed her stolen blade and lunged forward, intending to place the blade through his stomach, just as she had done to him.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Arthas expected no less from the formidable elf, unfortunately for her she had no idea how deeply her soul already belonged to him. Even though Sylvanas wasn't technically dead her borderline transition meant he had as much power over her as he did any of his other minions. As such she couldn't harm him even if she tried, he didn't even have to invoke his control to stop her blade mid strike.

She stood frozen before him her arm quivering against the power of the spell. Arthas pretended not to notice her and continued stroking Illyna's clit, watching with sick satisfaction as Sylvanas' own legs shock in response to the touch. He allowed himself the time to enjoy her helplessness before touching the edge of the sword with his other hand. The icy touch froze the entire weapon in her hand, with the sudden change in temperature she automatically dropped the sword to the ground, it shattered into hundreds of pieces in front of them.

"I told you to crawl to me and since you cannot obey a simple command I shall have to demonstrate the consequences for your actions."

This time when his hand touched Illyna he send waves of agony through her clit instead. The elf strained against the chains and cried out in pain, tears pooled at the corner of her eyes under the strain of torture. To further educate his new pupil he made sure that Sylvanas felt none of the pain.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

Sylvanas stood surprisingly still and straining, blade poised mere inches from his gut. She pushed hard, trying to get her musles to move, but it was as if she was trying to push through drying mortar. Her teeth hurt a they were gritted tightly, and a growl of frustration echoed from her mouth.

Arthas barely seemed to notice her, not bothering to acknowledge her for several moments, instead stroking Illyna's pearl and sending both female elves into a frenzy. When he finally did grace her with his attention, it was to reach out and gently tap her blade. It froze in an instant, causing Sylvanas to cry out at the cold. The blade fell to the ground, and instead of metal clanging against stone, the high pitch sound of shattering ice echoed through the room.

Then, he showed her what her disobedience had earned her.

Arthas' fingers, once more on Illyna's clit, glowed with power. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, Illyna started screaming and writing against her bonds.

Sylvanas' body felt nothing, but her heart was ablaze in sympathy for her lover.

"NO!" Sylvanas knew better than to try to attack Arthas again. This time, she dashed around to Illyna's side and pressed a hand on her cheek as the woman's body thrashed against the pain.

"Stop this! Your quarry is with my!" Sylvanas growled, looking up and catching Arthas' hard eye. When their gaze met, a bolt of energy ran through her body and she was filled with primal need. The thought of that arousal made her want to retch, but despite her hatred her body wanted him.

"STOP!"

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Arthas released his finger, Illyna went slack again, small whimpers escaped her lips.

"My quarry? You made her apart of this when you decided to defy me. But don't worry by the end of this you will know your place."

Arthas moved around Illyna and positioned himself a few feet from Sylvanas. His cock was still loose from his pants and the anticipation of what he expected gave him a semi errection.

"Now, be a good little elf and crawl to me. I have something for you to attend to." He handled thrust his hips out to iterate his desire, when she didn't move right away he re initiated the magical link and gave Illyna a few good slaps on her backside.

"Come on I don't have all day!"

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

Sylvanas' lip curled in repulsion at Arthas' suggestion. She was also enraged by the fact that he thought Illyna truly deserved to be in her position. Despite her distaste, she stood proud and tall. Her breasts were out in front of her, heaving as she struggled to maintain her rage. Her nipples were firm in the coolness of the room and her usually smooth skin had erupted into valleys and hills of goose bumps.

Sylvanas looked over to Illyna, the very recent vision of her in complete agony ringing through her mind. Her heart constricted painfully in her breasat and she longed to take her lover and run. Illyna's smooth golden hair and pale skin was radiant in the dim light. Looking at her, Sylvanas knew that she had no choice but to do whatever she could to save her Illyna.

Sylvanas' gaze then returned to Arthas' and she met his eyes, strength to strength. She refused to submit her dignity to him, but she knew she would have to submit her body. All that truly mattered to her at that point was getting herself and Illyna to safety. If she needed to crawl to do that, she would crawl.

Sylvanas took her time to get to her knees. Slowly lowering her body while keeping her eyes locked on Arthas'. He may have defeated her in battle, but she knew she had a strength that he would never have.

Finally on her knees, Sylvanas took a deep breath.

"I'm sure you don't have all day; you still have more kin to kill and allies to betray," Sylvanas sneered in a scathing tone. She then fell forward, her breasts hanging down and jiggling as she crawled her way towards the fallen prince. She stopped just short of him and looked up, his height now monolithic compared to her, his member protruding from the nest of his clothes, a rude blight on an utterly offensive presence.

 

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King Arthas Menethil

Arthas took the time to admire her form as she approached unlike her lover Sylvanas' body was more muscular and lean, all the traits of a powerful warrior, he'd witnessed first hand what she was capable of and seeing her now knelt down before him made it so much more delicious.

As soon as she was directly in front of him Arthas reached around the table to retrieve his cane, Sylvanas maintained her defiant look but it wasn't for her. With a mighty downward swing he landed a blow along Illyna's midsection. Arthas made sure that only Illyna felt the blow. Another red line formed on her alabaster mixing in with the ones already present.

"That is for speaking without permission! Now open that pretty little mouth of yours I have something that needs attending to." Arthas commanded.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

Sylvanas felt her heart seize as the cane thwacked down across Illyna's middle. This time Sylvanas did not feel the pain, rather she heard it in Illyna's involuntary moan and rapid breathing. She wanted to yell at him, to scald Arthas with some scathing remark, but she didn't want Illyna to be hurt again.

Instead, Sylvanas looked up at Arthas again. His manhood now dangling in her line of view like a pesky fly that refuses to be swatted. She looked past the angry engorged member though and straight into his eyes. She raised a single eyebrow questioningly, as if she had no idea what needed attending. She may not be able to speak, but that didn't mean she was his.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Arthas growled deeply.

"So you will continue to defy me? Hmph well if you will not comply Illyna will be happy to, as you know she already has."

Arthas stormed away from Sylvanas and moved around the table until his cock was inline with Illyna's mouth, then without warning he forced her mouth open and shoved his member fully inside, the depth began to choke her but he didn't stop; Arthas pulled himself back out and back in even harder. This time he allowed Sylvanas the chance to feel it, he wanted her to know this time what the punishment felt like.

"You see she loves giving me pleasure!" Arthas taunted.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

"NO!" Sylvanas yelled. Though the phantom fullness of Arthas' cock was filling her mouth and throat, she still managed to make a full sound.

When he had thrust into Illyna she had felt it immediately; the invasion, the pain. Sylvanas had to hold back tears of rage at the violation of her lover. Illyna was never a lover of the males, and if she had known what was happening she would be more than horrified.

"Stop!" Sylvanas commanded, getting to her feet.

At her new level she got a perfect picture of Arthas' member as it disappeared once more into Illyna's throat. The forceful push had her hands flying to her throat as she struggled to breathe. After a moment Arthas pulled out again and she gasped for breath.

"I'll do it," Sylvanas said, her voice raw and her head pounding.

 

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King Arthas Menethil

Arthas stopped mid stroke when Sylvanas gave in, he was well within his right and power to continue until Illyna choked down his seed but having Sylvanas give in to him was much more satisfying. It would have been easy to take control of her body and make her do what he wanted but having her do it under her own will.

"Well then if you think you can do better crawl over here and suck on my cock General."

Arthas eased his cock out of Illyna's mouth and pointed it at Sylvanas.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

Sylvanas felt a low growl rumble through her throat at Arthas' command. The patronizing way that he used her title also rankled her; it seemed like an insult coming from his mouth.The only redeeming factor in the situation was that he had pulled away from Illyna. That alone would be her motivation.

So it was, with a sense of dignity at odds with what she was doing, Sylvanas crawled to Arthas. Her rear end and womanhood were exposed as she moved, and her breasts jiggled at the movement, but her eyes never wavered as she glared at him with all of the hatred that she felt.

When Sylvanas reached him, his cock was just above the level of her face. She raised herself slightly and then leaned forward. Her entire body thrummed with anticipation, reacting to the denied pleasure and the knowledge that his instrument could provide fulfilment. It made the apples of her cheek colour, and she clenched her teeth. She hesitated for a moment before gathering her pride and stuffing it into a safe place within her. Sylvanas lunged forward, taking the rigid member in her mouth, and making sure that her attempts to pleasure him were barely satisfactory. It took all of her concentration to avoid the sense of revulsion, but when she did the throbbing of her womanhood became all the more salient.

After a few moments, Sylvanas realised that she could have the advantage in the situation. Decrepit as Arthas was, his manhood was clearly still sensitive. If she could injure him enough she might be able to do something to save Illyna and herself. So, with little more than a rough plan of attack, she bit down as hard as she could, almost desperate to feel the meat of his manhood bleed.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Sylvanas' submission was sweeter than he could have imagined, he was no stranger to oral pleasure but seeing such a formidable enemy on her knees sucking away for his pleasure could not be compared to anything from his past. Arthas had already made sure than both Illyna and Sylvanas would be extra receptive to his touch and taste, it wasn't mind control, just positive reinforcement.

Arthas watched intently as the softness of her mouth captured his monolith member, since his transformation he hadn't had any real use for it but along with all the other enhancement afforded to him by becoming the Lich Kings champion was this particular trait. He could tell she wasn't really trying, his tip was barely in her mouth but it was still enough to squeeze more of his pre-cum onto her tongue.

After a few minutes just as he suspected, Sylvanas tried to bite down on manhood, the spell prevented her from closing the gap and her jaw remained locked in place. Instead of reprimanding her verbally he decided to skip straight to the punishment. He dropped the connection between Illyna and Sylvanas and began to trace lines with his index finger along Illyna's naked skin. The effect wasn't sensual in nature however, small cuts began forming on her skin and she began crying out in pain again. To make matters worse he made sure the skin healed behind his work so he could go over the same parts over and over again.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

Sylvanas was stunned when her jaw locked. It was such a quick thing that it took her a moment to realsie that her plan had failed. She wasn't sure how Arthas did it, but she figured that it must have been some sort of spell. She struggled against the invisible restraint as his hands moved towards Illyna.

A few moments later, Illynas's screams pierced the silence and echoed through the chamber. It was a sound that made tears immediately well in Sylvanas' eyes. She thought that she would be able to help Illyna, instead she was causing her pain. She pulled her mouth of Arthas to see his fingers trailing up and down Illyna's skin, leaving deep cuts that healed after moments, before retracing over the newly healed skin.

Sylvanas wanted to punch him. She watned to wrap her hands around his throat and choke whatever pathetic excuse for life he had left in him.

But she kenw she was powerless.

She had no weapons, no armour, and she was physically and mentally exhausted.

She only had one advantage over him. The fact that he wanted her pleasure; wanted her submission.

So Sylvanas lunged forward, recapturing his cock in her mouth and working it with all of her skill, hoping to distract him enough to leave Illyna be. She could taste the flavour of his arousal as it coated her mouth and moaned involuntarily.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

The change in pace was most welcome. Sylvanas showed of what a millennium of experience could teach. She bobbed up and down his shaft gulping his manhood like it was the tastiest meal she'd ever had. Arthas wasn't stupid by any means, he knew she was trying bring him to climax early but little did she know he'd gained precise control over his body in such a way that only he would decide when he would cum and should he choose to it would not render him useless like his past self.

Since Sylvanas did behave herself, Arthas decided that he would reward her. He reestablished the connection between the two elves and instead of causing pain his finger sent tingles of pleasure along Illyna's body. When his digit reached her breasts he picked up the nipple clamps from her cleavage and reattached them at the lowest setting.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

On principle, Sylvanas wanted to hate every part of what she was doing. In reality though, it was a different matter. Even though most of her mind rebelled, there was a part deep within her consciousness that thrived on the taste of his eagerness. When her tongue swirled over his tip and her lips pressed down firmly around his shaft, she had to prevent herself from groaning. It was raw, it was primal, and she hated it with all of her remaining control.

Sylvanas knew that there was one way she could end this. If she could bring Arthas to spill his seed then she wouldn't have to do this any longer. Without his arousal he could no longer stick his manhood inside her lover, her beautiful kind Illyna. With that idea in mind, Sylvanas brought her hand up and wrapped it around Arthas's length shaft. AS she sucked, lipped and kissed she stroked his length. She took the cues from his body and did everything she could to speed his pleasure.

Unfortunately for Sylvanas, her own pleasure was not dampened by the situation. After so many tried and failed orgasms, her body was loving this activity. Every time a new drop of Arthas' seed escaped due to her ministrations, her pearl throbbed in desperation. The muscles of her core contracted, highlighting her emptiness, and her base desire to have something inside her. Even if it was the foul thing she was delivering oral pleasure to.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Arthas couldn't help but growl at the pleasure she was delivering, the desperation in her efforts was so pathetic a slight grin formed on his lips as he observed her luscious lips servicing his throbbing manhood. As much as he wanted to his seed leaking from her mouth the pleasure of denying it outweighed the act itself.

Illyna stirred as Sylvanas worked, his touch on her skin was working her up very nicely. From his position he wasn't able to reach Illyna's clit but he still had control over the magical vibrating crystals. He guided one of them onto Illyna's womanhood and slowly began sliding the tip up and down her moist slit. The way her body moved silently begged for more. He reactivated the vibrations again and allowed positioned the crystal on Illyna's clit. Though his magical attention was on Illyna he physical and visual attention stayed on Sylvanas, watching her squirm under the renewed sensation was extremely arousing. As they approached another climax he removed the crystal robbing them of closure once again.

"I think Illyna has been denied far too much this evening. She deserves the reward of my sword in her sheath." With a wave of his hand Arthas commanded his watching minions to raise Illyna up slightly. He forcefully pulled himself away from Sylvanas' mouth with a pop and proceeded to lay directly underneath Illyna. With another command, his undead slaves lowered the pretty little elf onto him making sure that his cock stood directly but not inside her wet slit.

"Now general, place my rod inside her and remind her what that talented tongue can do and perhaps I will allow her the pleasure she so deserves."

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

When the vibrations returned to Sylvanas' clitoris, she moaned around Arthas' cock. Her attempts to bring him to climax were hindered by the desperate squirming of her body. Her nether regions, which had been somewhat neglected after discovering ARthas and Illyna, were now awoken with a burning vengeance.

The pleasure built and built, and Sylvanas soon became thoroughly distracted. Her movements on and around Arthas now became automatic. Everything she did with her mouth and her hand was spurred on by the new building within her own body. She knew that Illyna was also receiving the same pleasure, but it was better than her being completely violated by Arthas. This, at least, Illyna's body would appreciate. This, Sylvanas hoped, would be the release she needed to end the distraction.

Then it stopped.

Sylvanas' howl of disappointment was muffled by Arthas' cock. Her body was hot, throbbing and shaking with the denial. She was angry, she wanted revenge, she wanted release.

Arthas then began to move and her distraction was short lived. He had his decrepit minions move Illyna's body, something that disgusted Sylvanas, as he laid down on the hard bed. Sylvanas had the sudden desire to take up the whip or paddle and annihilate him with them, but there were too many enemies. She couldn't defeat them all.

Sylvanas' true anger settled in when the minions placed Illyna's flushed sweaty body ontop of Arthas'. The beautiful High Elf's back was laid along the sharp juts and ridges of Arthas' armour. Her entire front half was on display, as was her womanhood when Arthas spread her legs.

His request made Sylvanas want to wrap her hands around his throat even more.

"I will never put your foul cock into her!" Sylvanas said, getting to her feet. Her fists were balled at her side and her breasts were heaving with her outrage.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Arthas eyed her with a look of mania. He commanded the minions to lift Illyna's arse higher and spread her legs wider, he then positioned the tip of his cock at her rear entrance. Illyna squeaked when his tip slipped only the slightest amount in.

"If you will not then I shall take the pleasure myself." Arthas gave Sylvanas a look that told her it would not be slow and gentle.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

A ferocious growl of wrath tore from Sylvanas' lips as Arthas's cock pushed into the very entrance of Illyna's behind. Illyna had never been penetrated in such a manner, and Sylvanas knew that it would be the ultimate debasement of one so pure.

"Don't you fucking dare," Sylvanas warned, voice deathly quiet as she crossed the floor. She looked up at the dozens of enemies surrounding her and came to terms with the fact that she had no choice.

"You are not worthy of Illyna, not in any fashion," Sylvanas said, taking Arthas's cock in hand. Even though she had a feeling she could do him no damage, shew as sure to squeeze it with all her might. It may not hurt him, but the pressure gave her an outlet for her anger. Her teeth were aching from being clenched so firmly, and she wanted to scream.

Nevertheless, Sylvanas had to choose from the lesser of two ultimate evils. With regret she moved the tip of Arthas' cock to Illyna's sweet entrance. If this were any other situation, Sylvanas would have relished that her own core tightened in moist anticipation of watching that hard length being swallowed by such a sumptuous womanhood. Sylvanas removed her hand and stood back, awaiting the sight of the invasion and knowing that it was the opposite of what she truly desired; that there was little she could to to make it any better.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Arthas sensed the malice behind Sylvanas' grip but the pressure only gave him more pleasure. Arthas relished in the way that Illyna's thoroughly soaked pussy began to accommodate his size. Since Sylvanas obeyed his command he decided it was time to reward her by gently and almost lovingly sink his cock deeper into Illyna's hungry cavern. She was deliciously moist and tight but Arthas took his time making sure that both Sylvanas and Illyna felt every inch all the way to the hilt.

From his angle it was more difficult to gauge Sylvanas' reaction visually but the way that Illyna moaned appreciatively and the mix of anger and arousal emanating through the magical link was enough for him to know everything.

Arthas reached around to Illyna's breasts and tightened the nipple clamps another notch and gave the two ample mounds of flesh a light massage. Happy with the position and leverage he had Arthas began a slow and easy pumps of varying depths making sure to speed up ever so slightly as time went on.

"I'll make you a deal General. If you make Illyna cum I will allow her to feel it without interruption and I will stop my penetration as well.

 

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The pleasure of the penetration combined with the pressure against her nipples had Sylvanas struggling to stand. Her entire body was shaking with anticipation, acclimatizing to the slow and purposeful strokes. In a way it was worse than if Arthas just fucked them hard. This slowness was terribly tantalizingly, and completely wrong. There was a deceptive tenderness to it, a pace she would have associated with a lover, not a demon. Sylvanas also had a perfect view of Arthas disappearing into Illyna as she also felt those sensations. In her present state it was arousing, almost beyond comprehension, and that was working to mask her anger. It felt like a type of madness to Sylvanas, and she was falling deeper and deeper into it.

"I'll make you a deal General. If you make Illyna cum I will allow her to feel it without interruption and I will stop my penetration as well."

The words made Sylvanas' eyes snap open. Her initial reaction was to tell him no; she was finally being penetrated, her neglected channel finally being filled. But then her brain whirred to life. She could give Illyna pleasure, release her from the constant longing (and perhaps reap the benefits) and Arthas would withdraw a cock that was not welcome in her lover's body.

Sylvanas to give Arthas verbal confirmation either way. She didn't owe him any explanations or acceptances. She would do it, and she would do it to release her and her lover from his abusive pleasure sooner.

Sylvanas braced herself against the hard wooden bed and then used her hands to spread Arthas' thick and muscular legs so that she could settle between them. With the captivating sight of his cock rhytmically entering and leaving Illyna, she leaned over and pressed her lips against her lover's pearl. As she did the pleasure transfered to her own womanhood and she moaned at the delight.

From there it was a whirlwind of sensations. Illyna's familiar musky taste mixed with the tang of Arthas' cock and eager releases of arousal. She could feel that same eager cock pistoning into her, and she could, strangely, feel her own tongue on her own womanhood as she pleasured Illyna. Somewhere during the tangled mess of ecstasy, she felt the nipple clamps tighten to almost painful intensity, sending shockwaves through her shaking body.

Sylvanas knew Illyna's body almost better than her own. She knew the moans and whimpers that signaled a desire for more, she new the cries and gasps that forewarned of an orgasm. Using her tongue she worked through all of them as Arthas continued to ravage. Her hands roamed up and down Illyna's smooth skin, massaging her tension and pain away and giving her comfort in their dire situation .Everything she did to her lover also happened to her, and she found that the comfort was now her own as well. She could almost forget about Arthas' intrusion. Almost imagine that it was the two of them back in her bedchambers, full of love and passion.

Almost.

However, there was no denying the terrible yet pleasurable sensation of Illyna's inner muscles tensing around Arthas' unusually large member. His hardness was absolute, and every squeeze had them both crying out in reaction .Their bodies wanted the release.

The waves of pleasure began rolling in. First they were lapping at the shore of their consciousness gently, but before long the atmosphered turned intense and the waves proper began to roil. The pleasure began to crash down, building up to a peak that would put all others before to shame. Everything Sylvanas had known up to this point was preliminary, a build up. The orgasm she would have when she toppled Illyna over the edge would supersede all of that. Despite the distraction of her own pleasure making it almost impossible for her to continue, Sylvanas forged on. Illyna needed this release... She needed this release.

 

[DungeonsOfDread]

King Arthas Menethil

Arthas grunted and growled as Sylvanas' toungue worked magic on Illyna's clit. His thrusts went deep and harder as the little vixen brought them all closer to the edge. Each little squeeze of Illyna's womanhood around his staff bade him to go harder and faster. As promised he allowed Illyna to reach her peak but at the last minute he robbed Sylvanas of the reward, he wanted her to beg him for release.

Illyna's screams of pleasure vibrated the very foundations of the abandoned dungeon and the vice grip of her greedy pussy pulled his cock even deeper into her center. It was at this point that Arthas decided he would let himself go, with a complementary bellow he spilled his seed into his little elf slave. The small space within could not contain the flood he unleashed and it began to leak out down the sides.

When they both came down from the high Arthas rested back onto the wooden frame with Illyna collapsing on top of him in a breathless mess. As soon as the after shocks wore off Arthas allowed his cock to fall out of her. Leaning to the side slightly he cleared his throat to address Sylvanas

"Clean us off General and if you're good girl perhaps I'll allow you to have your turn."

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner

A primeval cry ripped from Sylvanas' throat as all sensation in her womanhood ceased. Just as she had been about to free fall over the edge with Illyna, the feeling suddenly disappeared. Her stumble back to reality was harsh, and her throat burned as she screamed her rage. The scream echoed off the stone walls, bouncing around the room with Illyna's cries of bliss and Arthas' desperate grunts.

Sylvanas fell to her knees watching as Arthas' and Illyna's bodies collided together in a release that she was completely and utterly denied. Tears of frustration welled up in her eyes, and her breasts were heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. She considered reaching down to finish the job herself but she knew it wouldn't work. The cruel bastard had denied her the pleasure on purpose, all whilst finishing with Illyna.

When the crescendo faded into panting and whimpers, Illyna and Arthas both relaxed completely, and Sylvanas growled when she noticed some pearly white seed leaking out of her lover's core. She wanted to reach out and dig her nails into Arthas' cock, she wanted to rip it off, she wanted to push him down against the bed and fuck him until he allowed her to release.

The look on his face as he sought her eye contact was one of complete smugness and bliss. It set her on edge, her teeth clenching painfully as she struggled to contain her gasping breaths.

She wanted to resist, she wanted to with everything she had... but she couldn't. Her body wouldn't function until she'd had her release, and she knew there was only one way for her to get it. Her body was screaming for one thing, yet her mind was crying for the opposite.

Her body, the poor vessel that was so tortured and damaged won out. She leaned forward, watching with taboo relish as Arthas' limp cock slid out of Illyna with a wet thwack. As she watched she could see his seed oozing out of her as if there was too much for her petite body to contain. The string of fluid slowly inched down towards where Arthas' cock was, and Sylvanas knew that there was no way she would be able to get his member clean with Illyna dripping onto it.

It was almost a relief to have her lips pressed against Illyna's womanhood again. However, her delicious natural flavour was mixed with the sharp tang of Arthas' juice. At first, Sylvanas found the taste offputting, but after a few moments her hormones took over and she moaned at the taste. It was as though it was a potion to her; spurring her on and making her want more than she'd ever had before. It tasted so good that she had no trouble lapping at Illyna's womanhood like thirsty puppy lapping at a trough. When the outside was free of the contaminant she even started to dig her fingers into her lover, bringing out the seed, licking it off her digists, and sticking her tongue into Illyna to retrieve all she could. All the while her body started to literally ache with need, her clitoris throbbing and sending pulses punching through her veins.

Sylvanas had been thorough with Illyna; so much so that the time came when she could taste nothing but her own saliva on the beautiful elf. When she withdrew, disappointed, she saw Arthas' semi-erect staff resting against his thigh, twitching with the blood that struggled to leave it. The velvety skin was glistening with the combined juices of his intrusion and Sylvanas felt a strong compulsion to taste him.

She was beyond the point of resistance now, only three things mattered any more; getting Illyna out alive, getting herself out alive, and having an orgasm. The fact that the latter would have to happen before she had any chance of escape was an astoundingly wonderful thing to the Ranger-General.

Sylvanas moaned as she pressed forwards and sucked Arthas' member into her mouth. It was much softer now, and was flexible as her tongue ran up and down it. It was such a delicious taste; a little less of him and a whole lot more of Illyna. The moans continued as she struggled to take whatever she could from him, her tongue and mouth working hard. AS she sucked her own body demanded attention. She knew she would be allowed to touch herself, so she focused on other things; she tightened and released her muscled, swayed her hips, lowered her body down and pressed her lower lips against the cold stone floor.

Sylvanas was almost completely lost. There was only the merest thread of sanity holding her to the place, reminding her that Arthas was her enemy.