The familiar smell of her sheets made Ingrid groan. That smell meant that she was home and she didn't want to be home. She wanted to be with her new friends and in that place that made her feel alive. Then the bed shook. A soft hand started to caress Ingrid's back in soft light circles.
"Good morning, Sweetheart." came Eve's sultry voice. Ingrid smiled.
Ingrid rolled over to look at the sexy brunette that was lying next to her. Upon gazing into her green eyes, Ingrid started to get excited and tingly. She was remembering the touch of this goddess and her body was already very turned on.
"Good morning, Eve. " Ingrid blushed. She didn't expect to see the sexy brunette.
"I have been sent by Dervon to explain how things work and where we come from. I know you will have lots of questions but if you can wait until I show you, then your questions will be minimal."
With that Eve reached out with both hands and put them on Ingrid's temples. The images at first were a little blurry but soon Dervon's face came into view. It seemed to be a clearing in some woods and there was Dervon standing tall amongst all the other Sprites. He though was the tallest and most handsome of them all. But he seemed too young and shy. All the Sprites were standing in a crowd all facing toward two much bigger, uglier men. One of the men was walking in front of the crowd looking over everyone very carefully and finally grabbed Dervon harshly by his shirt. Dervon was in shock lying on the ground while the two men laughed and tied him up.
The light flashed and the next image was of Dervon being abused with whips and forced to do fuck a much older and heavier human female. He seemed disgusted with this. But it didn't seem like the first time this had happened. She was praising him for knowing what she wanted him to do and was also praising him about his beautiful body.
The next viewing of Dervon was playing. He seemed to be upset with yelling and flashing around his hands that caused things to move and people were cowering around him. He regained his pose and spoke in a manner which gave an air of authority. There were two bodies on the floor, an older naked man and an older naked woman were in an embrace, and Dervon's eyes kept wandering back to them as he spoke. The feeling of sorrow was intense and it seemed like it was Dervon's fault that this had occurred. His hands were glowing red and the intensity of the red was wavering on Dervon's emotions.
His emotional state seemed to get better when a very young Brutus came up to Dervon and gesture to him in a fashion of a submissive. His hands started to fade and when they were back to a skin color, he reached out to Brutus' shoulders and kissed him on the forehead. Then Brutus walked away. It became a dark haze.
