Fun Among Thieves - Sex Stories

Fun Among Thieves

... wickedly. There was still a chance this would cost her a powerful ally, but the tiefling wasn't transforming into an animal, and attacking her or trying to run away. No, the small but mighty Doric was squirming on Holga's lap, and even thrusting herself back and forth on that finger.

While it was almost certainly done without thinking, it was more encouragement to have the barbarian pushing second finger into the welcoming hole, and then finally, replacing it with the strap-on she had hidden in her pants for this very occasion.

"Normally, I have my girls suck my cock first, so it's nice and ready for them." Holga confessed, before promptly pulling her hand out of Doric's pants, and then reaching into her own, to pull out her man-made meat, "But you're so ready for me, I think this will be good enough. Don't you? That your cunt cream will make it nice and easy for me to give you the fucking you deserve."

"Oh Gods." Doric whimpered softly, her eyes glued to where Holga was rubbing her right hand into her cock.

"Mmmmmmmm, Goddess Holga does have a nice ring to it. You can call me that, if you want." Holga chuckled wickedly, as she practically tore Doric's pants and underwear out of the way, so she could get to her prize, "Just so long as remember that, more importantly, I'm your owner. Oooooooooh yeahhhhhhh, after this, I'm gonna own you, Doric. You, and your sweet little holes. All of them. Ohhhhhhhh yesssssssss, I am."

"Wait, I..." Doric protested when her ...

... clothes were ripped, but once again her lack of follow-through, and firm tone, had her soon crying out, "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk!"

Doric's cry echoed throughout the room, which momentarily had all eyes turning to them. Oh Gods, the entire bar, including their companions, were suddenly very aware that the tiny tiefling had been lifted up, and impaled on the barbarian's fake cock. Not all the way, but enough that it was painful, even after the preparation Holga had given her.

But, in a way, that was worse, given the material that had been ripped away from her, and the positioning, it was very obvious what was happening here. That she, a powerful druid, was being used like a cheap whore by this brute, in public, no less. And of course, while Holga was shameless about it, Doric blushed bright red, and prayed for the sweet release of death.

She was so embarrassed, she forgot the fact that at any moment, she could get herself out of this, with a quick shift. Then again, she knew that before, and it hadn't helped her, as for whatever reason, Doric found herself helpless in Holga's grip. Which was hopefully the result of some kind of magic which she hadn't known her companion possessed, but deep down, Doric knew the horrifying truth.

That her body was betraying her. That, regardless of what Holga was doing to her, she was getting off on it. Something which only added to her humiliation. But, at the same time, somehow that was also adding to her enjoyment, and just ...