Disclaimer: I do not own Motherland: Fort Salem. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Tally Craven came to Fort Salem, because she knew she could help people. It was something she prided herself on being good at, but she knew there was room for improvement. She tried. She really did, with all her heart, to do everything to the best of her abilities, and improve on it each time. And now, she was applying the same principle to sucking cock.
Two cocks, in her face, right at the same time. Which honestly, had been a secret fantasy of hers, which was unbecoming of the powerful witch she longed to be. But, deep down, she knew she had submissive desires. Which was now on perfect display to her Unit, given it was their cocks that she was sucking.
It was so crazy, but sure enough, when she looked upwards, there was Abigail Bellweather and Raelle Collar, staring at her intently, as she went back and forth between the cocks which were now strapped around their waists. Tally was sucking strap-on, which was a taboo on top of a taboo in their society. She wasn't supposed to show weakness like this, and she certainly wasn't supposed to submit to other girls.
Especially those who were supposed to be like sisters to her. But somehow, this felt so very natural to her, and her heart fluttered every time that the other girls smiled at her during this act. Obviously, that was mostly Raelle, but occasionally, Abigail would send her a shy smile, or a lustful look, which if anything, meant so much more, given the circumstances.
Which gave Tally the motivation she needed to keep going, even as she violently choked and gagged as she pushed those dildos into her throat. Which was completely unnecessary, given just how wet and ready her needy little pussy was, but at this point, it was a point of pride. Just another thing she was determined to overcome. Just another thing for her to improve on.
And no matter what they said, it was clear that Raelle and Abigail were increasingly impressed by just how far she could go. It made Tally determined to take at least one of those dicks all the way down her throat. Because considering how important their mouths and throats were, this was considered the ultimate submission for a witch. And it was really important for the redhead to give it to her lovers.
"Tally stop, please?" Abigail whimpered, not for the first time pleading, "You know what happens if-"
"Relax, Bellweather." Raelle smirked, caressing Tally's hair, and then even pulling her head forwards, and pushing another inch into Tally's mouth, "Our girl has this."
Poor Tally swore that she almost came again, just from the combination of having her mouth full of strap-on, to the point that it was a couple of inches into her throat, and more importantly, Raelle Collar referring to Tally as their girl. It was a term of endearment which was thrown around pretty casually by other Units, but for her tone of voice, it was clear that Raelle didn't mean it in a friendly way.
No, she meant it in a possessive way. Like, Tally truly belong to these two women. Like she was their pet. Their fuck toy. Their whore. And even, their bitch. Oh yes, in that moment Tally Craven was nothing but a lesbian bitch for these women, who were arguing over her well-being, even as she dreamily sucked on a dick.
Suddenly feeling inspired by this, Tally forced her mouth further down than ever before. Which was something she tried a few times, and not got very far, given that this was her first time sucking a cock of any kind. But this time, she wouldn't be denied. She had to take it all. She just had too. And she did it. It took a lot of choking and gagging, but she did it. And Goddess, did she wish that she had practiced before this.
But if anything, the fact that she didn't, made her prouder of herself. Of course, she immediately pulled back, but at least she did it. Almost as importantly, it didn't go unnoticed. No, Abigail and Raelle, who up to that point had been lost in arguing with each other, suddenly turned their attention to Tally.
"Holy shit." Abigail said in disbelief.
"You did it... I can't believe you actually did it." Raelle exclaimed silently, before moaning, "Fuck, that's so hot! Oh Tally, mmmmmmmm, baby, I'm so proud of you. Mmmmmmmm, we are both so proud of you, for taking every inch of that big dick down your whore throat. In fact, I think you deserve a reward, don't you think, Abigail?"
Unsurprisingly, there was no immediate reply from Abigail, who was understandably baffled by what she was seeing. Although, it probably didn't help that their teammate then got up, and walked around Tally, until she was directly behind her. Which of course, had her trembling with anticipation. This was it. The moment that she'd been waiting for, for so very long. And there was no one she'd rather do this with than Raelle Collar.
Mostly, because Raelle was more experienced than most boys their age. Hell, probably some of the older ones, too. Of course, the fact that Abigail was here too, made it perfect. This entire night was perfect, and Tally couldn't wait to give her everything to her teammates.
For better or for worse, Raelle didn't just slam every inch of her strap-on inside of Tally's needy little cunt in one thrust. She definitely could've done, but in what was clearly meant to be a nice gesture, Raelle instead gently guided her fingertips over that needy cunt, and then started to rub it with increasing force.
More than enough to have Tally moaning around Abigail's cock, and thrusting her ass back against those fingers, silently begging Raelle to fuck her. Ideally with her cock, but in that moment, she would have settled for fingers. Or Raelle's incredibly skilled tongue. Something, anything, as long as it meant she was getting fucked in both ends.