Chapter 1 - Sea Spray
On a lone island amidst a vast ocean, black under the starless sky and rippling with reflected moonlight, a commanding figure reclines. The woman is tall and muscular, with dark, tan skin and salty blond hair cut in a long and messy bob with tails. Her jaw is obscured by a toothy mask like a jawbone, neck and shoulders dressed with a long sleeved crop top, currently unzipped.
Tier Halibel sits upon her scale-upholstered throne, posture relaxed. Skirts lifted. Legs wide, one propped jauntily over the armrest. Between her legs is a woman with silken fine, dark hair, magenta tattoos of dots descending from her eyes to jaw, and lustrous eyelashes that she looks up and bats at Halibel. Cyan Sung-Sun looks up at Halibel from behind lustrous eyelashes, taking a break from caressing her partner's g-spot with her coiled, serpentine tongue.
Slowly, tantalisingly, Sung-Sun withdraws the forked tongue from Halibel's open pussy, running it up along her vestibule and her throbbing clit. And another, running her tongue up her pussy, slow, smooth, long. Sung-Sun finds a groove and laps at Halibel's pussy steadily. Strings of magenta saliva with a sheen like an oil slick trail between Sung-Sun's tongue and Halibel's pussy, venom in the saliva mixing with her lover's grool.
Halibel sighs with pleasure as she feels the warming, tingling action of the venom on her clit. Behind her girlfriend are two more women in states of undress, bickering with each other. Halibel sighs at that, too. Since the day that the three women had entered into Halibel's following, they had not stopped bickering. When they began developing feelings for Halibel, and vice versa, they had begun to bicker over ways to please her. And here they are, years later, bickering over pleasing her.
Halibel gyrates her shapely, chiselled hips in time with Sung-Sun's skillful tongue. Hearing their girlfriend/mistress/general moan, the two quiet their bickering and resume following the plan.
It had been for the three of them to put on a show, then together make love to Halibel in unison. While Mila Rose and Apacci were distracted, Sung-Sun had glid softly over to the Third Espada*. She had spun and dipped and bent and undulated as she shed her garments right in front of the throne.
*[Espada: one of ten knight-generals, including King Baraggan Louisenbairn, who make up the cultural, political, and military authority of the kingdom of Las Noches. This is typical of feudal societies with chivalric traditions, in which each of these generals is directly subordinate to the King. The Espada are designated with numbers 0-9; 1 is reserved for the King, 0 is reserved for his strongest fighter, and the other eight knights typically each assume a particular role with regard to their leadership. Designated Espada Three, Halibel's knighthood signifies a governance over Sacrifice, meaning that she is the strategic commander of Baraggan's forces.]
Now that Halibel's orgasm approaches, the two remaining Fracciónes* begin their part, too. Dancing around each other, working their waists seductively and letting their breasts sway and stand proud in the moonlight. The sight of them...
*[Fracción: commanding officer immediately under an Espada, both a squire and themselves a knight.]
Locks of Mila Rose's thick hair cascading down her tan and fit, muscular back, down her strong shoulders and over her swaying breasts. Her defined abs, tensing and releasing with her firm belly. Her hot, muscular pussy coyly hiding behind a kempt but thick, obscuring bush.
Apacci's slender and agile figure dances around Mila Rose nimbly, brushing her hair aside, lifting up and massaging Mila Rose's heavy breasts, fondling her dark, thick nipples, sinking to her knees to spread Mila Rose's buttocks for Halibel's viewing pleasure. Then whilst on the ground, Apacci conducts several revealing, gymnastic positions, putting her own pussy on display for her liege lady.
All of the displays...Mila Rose's muscular and wild figure...Apacci's pussy, spread with her split legs...Sung-Sun between her own, lapping at her pussy with the aphrodisiac venom in her saliva... It is all enough, and Halibel shudders and moans. Quickly her moan builds, until she cries out and sprays Sung-Sun's face with her squirt. Halibel's moans echo across the vast sea, vast as the eye can see beneath the crescent moon in the starless sky.
"Mmmmmm. Thank you, My Lady." Sung-Sun smiles and licks her lips with her forked tongue.
Halibel runs her hand over her dripping pussy, scooping up her grool before running her hand lovingly over her subordinate's cheek. "Thank
