Natural Corruption Pt 03

Red was once a proud knight dedicated to protecting the town of Lavup, every fibre of his being devoted to slaying those afflicted by the lavender forests corruption. Citizens of the small settlement took comfort in knowing that they were shielded by his blade, as when he was around no monster could penetrate the walls.

Now however, Red thought only of a single thing. All of his thoughts were of a single girl: the princess of nature and the last Dryad left living. Images of her divine body seeped into every part of his mind, light bouncing off her porcelain skin as vines slithered across it. He could see her foot in his thoughts, hanging before him with green-painted nails like bait. Then her laugh, sultry and confident, would take over his hearing completely, controlling his next actions like a puppet on strings.

There he knelt, the dryad's toes on the end of his tongue as she sat on his own bed, legs crossed at the thighs. A satisfied moan left her lips, satisfied with the obedience her new pet was showing. Red was her first pet in centuries, but she didn't want to stop at just one.

"You know what I want now, don't you?" Alura asked, toes wiggling in his mouth.

Red nodded, his tongue desperately lapping at her painted nails. The taste of nail polish was overpowering, a constant reminder of how easily she had dominated him. Truly, it was pathetic on his part. All she had to was sit there and hold out her foot as he fell into line like a good little puppy.

"And you'll help me get what I want," Alura pulled tight on the vine leash, pushing her foot further into his mouth, "Won't you?"

The knight nodded once more, utterly entranced by the feeling of her foot filling his mouth. He wasn't worthy of this. Nobody could ever be worthy of this. Satisfied, Alura giggled as her foot slid free from between his lips, skin shining with moisture.

"I'll get you whatever you want." Red proclaimed as he caught his breath. As far as he was concerned, Alura was a queen who deserved anything she desired. "Lavup will be all yours."

"Is that so?" she asked, rising from her seated position with the grace of an angel. His eyes followed her movements, tracing her flawless curves. "Then I suppose you know where to start?"

Already bored with playing with her new pet, Alura rose her arm in front of her. With half-lidded eyes, she yawned as a smooth green vine rose from the ground and wrapped around her hip before slithering its way to her arm. There, it slowly slid towards her hand in a spiral, its cold touch sending shivers through her body. It wrapped tight, securing itself to her like a piece of clothing she could control at will. With the tilt of her head, she rose her hand to examine her new accessory, allowing the vine to grow upwards from her palm like a flower.

This was the control she lived for. She longed for the day that everyone she met would simply obey her without question, doing her bidding without her even lifting a finger.

"The Guild's Hall controls everything around here. If you start there the town is already as good as yours." Red explained.

"Perfect." Alura was already wrapping his vine leash around her hand like a glove, pulling tight enough that it sent him to the ground. Seeing someone who once held enough power to defend a town down on all fours for her aroused her like nothing ever had before. Her hand gently caressed her exposed thigh as she placed a foot on his back, eager to bring the rest of Lavup's citizens under her heel too. "You don't protect this town anymore do you?"

Red looked down at the floor as her felt the foot he was previously sucking pushing against his back, "No. I don't."

"Then, who do you protect?" She began putting more pressure down on her foot, desperate and lustful for his answer. "Who do you serve?"

"You. I live to serve you."

Alura had to bite her lip to suppress a moan. Those words were an admittance of defeat from him, an official proclamation that the once great protector of Lavup was now nothing more than a servant to the last Dryad. It had been such a long time since she'd heard those words from another person; it felt even better than she remembered.

Satisfied, she removed her bare foot from his back, releasing some of the tension on his vine leash, "Then crawl, dog. Let the town see what their protector has become."

Obedient and unquestioning, Red began to crawl. He could feel the cold vine sliding across his neck with every movement, knowing that Alura was on the end of it. She followed behind him, hips swaying as they exited his home and emerged onto the streets. Her gaze, previously locked on her first display of dominance in centuries, now eagerly jumped from citizen to citizen as she surveyed their reactions.

"Is that... Red?" one girl remarked as they watched on with shock, "That girl has him on a leash!"

Alura chuckled softly, instinctively tightening her grip on the leash. She felt the girls gaze move from Red to her, examining every feature of the knight's new mistress. From the look on her face, it almost seemed like she wanted to swap places with him. They continued forward through the town, Alura basking in the confused yet sexually curious glances of the townsfolk.

"I can't really blame the guy. I mean, look at her!" Alura overheard a conversation between two larger men who were talking amongst themselves, clearly about her and Red. Even before she was in earshot, she had seen their longful stares tracing her curves, stopping at the leash as it wrapped around her hand. Their reactions made her pause, stoking the flames of her desire even higher.

With the tug of the leash, she made her way over to the two men. She stretched languidly as she approached, reaching her free arm above her head as a vine slowly snaked around it, stopping at her wrist. "Wanna join him?"

Hearing her question, the mens expressions turned from lustful to confused. "Huh? You have the knight captain under your thumb but you're giving us attention?"

"I am," Alura answered with confidence, letting a vine begin to creep its way up their legs as a sign of her growing control, "And if you get down on the ground like him, you'll keep getting it."

One of the men gulped as they looked down at Red, the leash pulling his head down towards the ground. "You're... serious?" Clearly the idea of such a beautiful girl giving them attention was a foreign concept.

Alura giggled, giving them a nod.

"That's right. You can consider yourselves my pets." The men shivered as the cold vine continued making its way up their legs, inevitably finding its way to their crotch. The vines tip gently prodded at their penises through their clothing, sending tingles of arousal through their entire bodies. "Does that feel good, my pets? Bark if it does."

On command, both men barked out loud. Alura bit on her lip, smirking devilishly as she pulled on Red's leash. This felt even better than she remembered. Perhaps it was because this was her first time doing such things to men. Since the Dryads were all females, she hadn't gotten to experience this before. She got off on the power it gave her. Having an empire of beautiful Dryads at her feet was one thing, but seeing strong and powerful guys like Red melting before her was a different thing all together.

She exhaled softly, the smirk never leaving her face. A green finger nail pointed down at the floor. The men understood what it meant. They lowered themselves down to the cold hard slabs of the street, thankful that nobody else was around to witness this. Soon, they were on their hands and knees, staring down at her bare feet and its green-painted toes.

Alura waited a moment before speaking. She wanted their positions to properly sink in before what came next. Curling her toes slowly, she spoke her next command: "Kiss."

They hesitantly moved their heads closer to her foot. She wiggled her toes expectantly until finally she felt their lips against her skin. A finger rose to her own lips as she watched them, not wanting the sight to end. "Good," she praised as the vines around her calfs grew outwards from her ankles, wrapping around the necks of her new servants, "Now don't stop."

They were held in place by her vines, bound to her foot until she was satisfied. With no other option, they stopped kissing and began licking. Alura let out a moan as she felt their tongues on her skin, sliding along her feet in unison. "Here." she said, tugging on Red's leash as her feet were actively worshipped. He crawled behind her, tensing his back as he offered his body to her as a seat. She elegantly fell back onto her waiting throne as she held out her feet, her slaves bound to them. "God I've missed this."

Adding to the sensations she was already experiencing, she allowed a vine to rise upwards and around her hips. It gently slid along her exposed skin, lightly tickling her midriff as it stopped at her her belly button. She shivered, delighting in how it felt against her body.

"Bark if this turns you on." Alura gazed down at them as they momentarily paused their worship of her feet. She already knew what they were about to do. Just as expected, they both let out a loud bark. It was loud enough that anyone nearby was sure to hear. "Oh yeah, I know it does. Like you said," she paused, gliding a hand along her perfect thigh as it shone like porcelain in the sunlight, "Just look at me. No one can blame you."

Alura licked her luscious green lips as she bound their hands in vines. Now they knelt, hands ties behind them with their heads forced to her feet. It wasn't long before her toes were in their mouths, her feet tilting slightly so they could slip right between their lips. Giggling filled the air as she felt a tongue between her toes on each foot, her arousal driven on by the plants sliding sensually against her body. How long had she gone without this?

"Alura... Mistress Alura..."

A voice spoke from beneath her. The object she had chosen to be her piece of furniture was daring to interrupt her pleasure? Annoyed, Alura looked down to see Red still bound by his leash. She smirked, pulling tight to teach him a lesson. Her ass fidgeted and shifted on top of him, adding additional strain to his back. Then, she saw why he had spoken up.

"Hmm... I'm drawing an audience." People were surrounding her, eyes glued to the scene that was unfolding before them. More specifically, they were looking at Red with fearful eyes. Their protector had fallen to his hands and knees before a girl who had only just arrived at the town. They feared her, an attribute that made it even easier to bend them to her will. Alura grinned mischievously, the townsfolk gathering round. "Perhaps I won't need to go to the Guild's Hall after all."

"Red? Why are you letting her sit on you like that? Kick her off, you're the strongest knight in town!" The townsfolk began to protest, encouraging his resistance. Unfortunately, nothing could resist Alura.

"No. Not anymore. I wasn't strong enough to face her. She brought me to my knees without lifting a finger." Red spoke, singing Alura's praises. She smiled, patting his head as she ground her leaf-clad ass against him. It made him feel weak; she was orchestrating every word that left his mouth. "She'll do it to you too. She's too powerful. Don't resist, just kneel."

Alura licked her lips, bobbing her feet up and down as the crowds gaze moved down to them. They were still being sucked on diligently, leaving the image of her toes to their imagination. "Good boy." she purred, stroking Red's hair. With that, she stared at the crowd with half-lidded eyes, "What are you waiting for?"

Scared and aroused by the girl who now commanded them, they all fell to their knees. She erupted into laughter, pulling her feet free from the mouths of her slaves and revealing them for the people to see. Her foot was held high, her calf tangled in strands of ivy that wrapped around them. The way her toes curled in the air accentuated the arch of her foot. Their eyes were glued to it, not to Alura's surprise. She could tell from how quickly they had fallen to the ground that they were all but hers now.

"Don't worry. I'm your protector now." Alura proclaimed with lustful malice as she rose vines and flowers from the ground surrounding her, foot still held in the air like a beacon brainwashing all who saw it. Long tendrils of ivy climbed the waiting bodies of the townsfolk who tried little to resist, completely at the mercy of Red's captor. Vines wrapped around their arms, binding them as they continued to grow upwards to their necks. "Call me your princess." The vines ended their growth by wrapping tightly around their necks, forming a collar of natural domination.

"Princess..." they murmured, defeated and collared.

"Good..." Alura sighed with satisfaction. She found her hand giving in to temptation, releasing Red's leash as it fell to the ground. He wasn't going anywhere, not with her divine body on top of him. "Say it again." Her long, green nails grazed her midriff as she lowered her hands towards her waist, her fingertips touching the leaves that covered her most sensitive area.

"Princess." they repeated, more adamantly this time.

Alura almost moaned as she heard the words leave over a dozen mouths. It was time; she'd been waiting so long. She put both feet on the ground and parted her legs slightly, her thighs radiant in the sunlight. Gently, she rubbed a finger along her leaf panties, stimulating her core. She was so, so wet.

"I've been waiting for centuries..." Her fingers brushed along the delicate leaves, the only barrier between her and the pleasure she longed for nothing more than paper. She placed a hand behind her for support, her long nails digging into Red's back as her eyes closed. "This town is mine now."

In a quick instant, her hand slid beneath her leaf panties. Just a single brush of her fingers against her moist opening sent shivers up and down her spine. She bit her lip seductively, slowly teasing her own pussy with gradual back and forth movements. Her back arched and her toes curled, her feet naturally shifting towards some of the kneeling townsfolk. Their eyes followed, waiting for the moment they could lower down and shower her toes with the worship they deserve.

"Ahhh..." Alura sighed with delight as warm moisture enveloped her toes, the familiar feeling of a tongue between them. In that moment, she slid a finger between her wet folds, causing her sighs to become moans. "Ahhh~"

It felt like her body was burning with electricity. She opened her eyes, looking across the townsfolk who now knelt in obedience. Every single one of them was bound and collared; her slaves to use as she saw fit. Everything felt so good; the vines slithering along her bare skin and her finger performing slow movements deep between her soft thighs. It already felt like she was about to cum, a century of pent up tension releasing at once.

"Fuck, yes!" She screamed, her Dryad powers resonating with her sexual pleasure. Flowers and vines erupted from the ground all over the village, overtaking buildings and landscapes. Her legs spread wide, back arching forward as the village was transformed in her name. Fingers moist with her own fluids, Alura came whilst her surroundings became exactly what she envisioned: a forest where slaves grew on trees.

From this day forward, Lavup worshipped the last dryad.