Ink You Us Ch 04

Tags - Tickling, Male Smell, Ball Smothering, Non-Consent, Face Fucking, Mind Break,

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Sarah looked at down at the cum covered form of her companion, Lily. It gave her a satisfaction more than just seeing her normally arrogant egotistical friend get a bit of comeuppance. She rubbed a thumb down Lily's forehead, getting a generous amount of white frosting onto it, and put it near the mage's mouth. The woman opened her eyes wide and looked up at Sarah and then at the thumb with an infantile look of emptiness. Then, with pursed searching lips, she began sucking on Sarah's thumb.

She smiled, but not in a very nice way.

"Well done, Jay," she said.

"Was that okay?" he asked, and his voice sounded worried enough that it made Sarah glance up at him.

"Yeah, you fucked her stupid," she said. "That's what you people do, isn't it?"

This response seem to put him at more ill ease.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"For what?" she demanded.

He was still naked, giant dong just hanging out, making his sheepish face and knock-kneed stance even more ridiculous. "I'm just afraid you don't like that I'm an incubus. I honestly don't know what..." and his voice paused here, "you people think of my people."

"It's not great," Sarah said. "I've never dealt with one, and neither have any of my friends in the biz, but you tend to be very dangerous and capable of inflicting great harm on people."

Jay nodded. "It's true."

Sarah stood up. Her eyes closed. She took a deep breath and then said drew her sword. "It comes down to this. You have to tell me what you're doing here and why I'm taking you to Odys. You have to tell me everything. And after that, I may need to eliminate you. Even if I don't, there's no more promise to take you there. You'll get your money back and I'll wish you luck."

For some inexplicable reason to Sarah, a sword pointing at his bare chest made Jay smile.

"Ooh, pointy stabby stab," babbled Lily from the ground, now that her mouth was free.

"I'm looking for my father," Jay said.

"Interesting," Lily said from the ground, blinking a few times. A bit of cognizance seemed to be returning to her.

"I agree with Lily," Sarah said. "Why?"

Jay shrugged. "I'm not sure, to be honest. My mother died recently, and I'm pretty sure it's his fault. So, I want to find him and..."

"Kill him?" Sarah suggested.

Jay kept silent.

Sarah sheathed her sword. "Fine. I'll spare you."

"Will you stay with me?" he asked.

"I'll help you," Sarah said eventually. "The money's too good not to."

"Me too," said Lily, sitting up. She sighed happily as she wiped another globule of semen off her breast and licked it up.

"Don't think so," Sarah said. "You're useless."

"Nuh uh," Lily said, standing up. "You got smart again."

"I wasn't ever dumb. Just fatigued," Sarah said.

"What?"

"I was too tired," Sarah translated.

"Oh," Lily said. After a long, long pause, enough brain cells are worked together to say, "I'm not tired. I'm just dumb."

"Yes," Sarah said. "You're just a dumb woman."

Lily giggled and sighed again. She turned to Jay and bent down a little to fondle his cock, which Jay allowed to happen. "Dumb cunt for cock."

"You'll be back to normal soon," Jay assured her. "Don't worry. I feel... very insightful. If this is closer to how you see the world, Lily, it's a beautiful place."

Lily shook her head vehemently. "No."

"Why?" Jay asked.

She just shook her head like an obstinate five year-old who would never ever eat the broccoli on her plate and stamped her feet. There were squishy, sticky noises. "No no no... so much. Never quiet. Never happy."

"What's so beautiful about smart person vision?" Sarah asked.

"Well, I'm probably just smarter for me, and nowhere near Lily was," Jay said. "But... it's weird, I feel like I can look at people and tell how... intelligent they are. Or how strong or how tough they are. And I can kind of assign numbers to it on a scale."

"Oh yeah?"

"You have... 14 strength," Jay said. "And I have 10, but I'm very average. And you have like 18, lets call it... constitution. I've only got 10 again, since I'm average. It's just interesting to see how extraordinary you are in a numerical sense."

"What's the scale out of?" Sarah asked. "A hundred?"

"I dunno... I think 10's just average. 18 is kind of a maximum."

"Why is your scale out of 18? That seems, pardon me for saying so, but kind of dumb. And that's me, Professional Dumb Person, Sarah saying it."

"Nuh uh, that's me!" Lily objected.

"Fine. Is it dumb?"

Lily nodded emphatically like a child.

"Well, 18's not really the maximum. Maybe if you were a like a ... hill giant or something, you'd have 21 strength or something."

"Then why is the maximum 18? This all sounds asinine," she said.

"Sorry," Jay said. "But lets go. And I do think we should take Lily with us."

"Why?" Sarah asked.

"Jay is right!" Lily exclaimed.

"Because she might hurt herself like this," Jay said. "What if she casts something terrible?"

Lily threw her hands forward at the fireplace and yelled, "Fireball!"

Jay and Sarah jumped back, throwing up their arms to shield themselves.

A giant, pulsing inferno completely failed to materialize in Lily's hands.

"No magic," she said with a grin.

"You can't cast anything?" Sarah asked. "Then you're going to be useless until you get it back. You have... nothing? No spells?"

"Grease!"

Nothing.

"Shock Blast!"

Still nothing.

As this went on, Sarah sighed and went to go pack Lily's things for the trip. The two of them have actually been on their fair share of adventures. When they were both college-aged, they took any job they could. Those had been happier days. Jay began looking around the room, observing Lily's many degrees, certificates, and spell patents.

"Blueberry Perry!"

He bent over a table, and saw an engraved pamphlet on it, which read, "Mysterious Disappearance of Dwarven Diplomats Solved by Ada'lara!"

Lily Finds Missing Filly!

Ada'lara Defeats Moira In Wizard Duel!

This woman, currently pretending to cast magic while covered in a layer of his semen, was apparently quite an accomplished mage detective.

"Whoa!" Jay jumped and spun around, looking first behind him, and then down at his dick.

"Ah ha!" Lily proclaimed. "I still have Mage Handy."

"Mage Hand?" suggested Sarah, looking up from Lily's pack. "Oh."

Lily shook her head with a big grin, moving a semi-closed back and forth in space as Jay watched in shock as a spectral hand around his junk molested him.

"Well, lets clean you off and go," Sarah said.

* * *

Sarah bodily dragged Lily into the shower, sprayed cold water as she protested, and then they left. They took a coach East until they reached a small trading post town called Fel Ays'Hio.

"Is this town really called...?" Jay began asking.

"It's elvish," was Sarah's flat response as they got their bags to move onto the next leg of their trip.

On another winding road, Jay glanced out the window at the sign. "Frosting the Beaver?"

"There was a character from a children's book; a beaver named Frosting. He had lots of hijinks and played jokes on a farmer. This was the town where the creator of the character was born."

It was approaching dusk and Jay didn't ask aloud when he read the sign. He just turned his head towards Sarah.

"Cooters are a type of turtle that live in abundance in this area. Being turtles, they are live in rivers and ponds. They allow you to hunt and trap them, but not very often. And due to niche population and selection, their only natural predator here is the rooster."

And that was all the explanation he got as the three of them rolled into Barely Legal Wet Cooters Wide Open To Cocks for the evening.

Jay sighed. "You know. People say they think Succubi are obsessed with sex, but I think everyone is. We just admit it."

They checked into an inn for the night, with two rooms, one for Jay and one for Sarah and Lily.

Before they broke up for the night to their respective rooms, Lily bound over to Jay. "Jay, can you fuck me stupid again?"

"Lily!" Sarah called out. "What happened to you being a functional part of the party?"

"Oh, come on," Lily said, "what's the worst that can happen? I'm normal again and I could really use this huge cock to fuck my brains out. Literally. Wait, metaphorically. I mean, it's basically true, but... "

All the while, she was fondling Jay's crotch which was had a growing tent in his pants.

"Do whatever you guys want," Sarah said, going to her room.

Sarah tried to go to sleep, but couldn't ignore the various noises next to her room. Worse than the various meat packing sounds, or the wet slapping noises, or the popping noises of a gaped out, fucked pussy, was the dialogue.

"I'm a dumb slut, fuck me stupid! Jizz in my brain!" And after that, it got even more incoherent.

It annoyed her to be kept up, and it annoyed her further when she pushed her thighs together, feeling damp and soaked.

* * *

The next day didn't involve a coach, but instead, they hiked through the woods.

"Walking sucks," Lily said, trailing behind the other two.

"I thought Jay just took your brains. Not make you into a whiny bitch," Sarah said.

"I was always whiny," Lily responded. "Umm... I'm... not a bitch though."

"Uh huh," Sarah pointed ahead to a collection of boulders ahead. "Some of those would make decent sitting spots if we're going to break for lunch."

Jay looked pleased, a not just because he got to drain his cock in an enthusiastic elven bimbo last night. Being outdoors was different than being in the city, which were a lot closer to cities back home. Sunlight filtered by tall trees and green leaves, with bodies of water flowing and of course, the silence. There was a quiet found outside that he never found back home or in the cities here.

"I'm going to go pee," he said, contributing in his own way to nature's bounty.

The two women sat down on a couple of decently flat-topped boulders. Sarah opened her pack and was about to reach in when she saw someone walking up to them. She immediately stood up and dropped to the ground because this wasn't a road. They were off the roads, hiking through a spot of wilderness in an effort to shake anyone pursuing them by the coaches and tracking passengers.

Their area was far too mountainous for a coach, and no one would dream of taking a pleasure hike out here. Therefore, it was...

"Heya, Sarah," Bryce said, hopping from a boulder to another boulder, and then onto the packed earth. She had no pack, no supplies, and no weapons. She had her hands in her pockets as she casually made ten foot hops. "You broke my heart standing me up like that."

She still had on that red headband, going over the shaved half of her head, and covering up her forehead and one of her eyes.

"Are we doing this?" Sarah asked, drawing her sword.

"We could wait til you had lunch," Bryce offered sweetly.

"I'd rather take care of you first," Sarah dropped her scabbard to one side and advanced.

She closed distance to Bryce in a moment, the twenty or so feet evaporating as her sword was suddenly thrusting through the air. Bryce whirled, and the thrust was going to go wide, but she deliberately struck out with her forearm, deflecting it further wide. This was followed by a knee delivered to Sarah's midsection, clanging loudly against her armor.

"Just wanted you to know what you're dealing with," Bryce said, holding up her forearm. It wasn't damaged or even scratched.

"Yeah, yeah," Sarah said, slashing at chest height. The brawler ducked underneath it and swept Sarah off her feet with such force that she had enough time to complete a full revolution, all while Sarah's body was still rotating and falling in mid-air, and perform another attack, delivering a roundhouse to Sarah's skull.

Sarah was sent skipping along the dirt ground, slamming into a boulder with enough force to make it rock (insert rimshot here).

"Don't worry, elf, you're next," Bryce said.

"You guys are fighting!" Lily called out, her mouth filled with apple.

"Just sit tight, Lily," Sarah said, standing up, sword at the ready.

"I'm impressed," Bryce said. "You're still standing after that."

"Oh, you just hit like a baby," Sarah said. "Like cherry blossoms in the wind."

Sarah pressed the attack again, and now Bryce's face bore a more serious, concentrated look now that she could tell that none of her attacks have phased Sarah. There was a sword stroke at waist height, so she hopped up and delivered two rapid kicks to Sarah's face.

The martial artist realized her mistake as she felt Sarah get a grip around her ankle while she was in mid-air, unable to immediately change course.

"Oh shi-"

Sarah swung Bryce's entire body with her arm, swinging it overhead until she slammed into a boulder. Bryce was able to diminish the impact with her hands, but this wasn't any use when Sarah still had a grip on her. She merely lifted her up and slammed her the other way back into the dirt.

"Oof!" She spat out dirt. And she was raised again to be slammed again onto rock.

One well placed kick right at the hand gripping her ankle at the right moment meant that Sarah lost her grip, and Bryce was throw into the air. She somersaulted as she flew, and landed some distance away on her feet lightly.

"For all your fancy footwork, and speed, it doesn't do much good if you can't actually hurt your opponent," Sarah said.

"Well, luckily for you, I'm..."

"Not actually left handed?" Sarah suggested.

"Ha ha, no brides or princesses here," Bryce said. She raised a hand to her headband, and adjusted it until that her covered eye was now showing. It wasn't scarred, or discolored, or misshapen in any way. It was just another yellow eye, but as she watched, both eyes widened, and Sarah saw her irises became slitted.

"I haven't had to do this in a long time," Bryce said. "You see, normally, I need to deaden my senses because they're so sensitive. This magical headband cuts my senses in half..."

"Well, yeah," Sarah said. "You're only looking through one eye."

Bryce sighed, her monologue momentum stolen. "I've been gifted with Mystic Senses, not just of sight but everything. I can hear the each blade of grass rustle. I can smell that the apple your friend is eating is a Honeymead Apple. I have the ability to observe in extreme, and not only that, but I've trained my mind to move my sinews faster."

And here, Bryce leaned forward, and moved with such speed, like a low frame rate video, Bryce was in front of her, grinning with feral menace as she delivered a three punch combination at her. Sarah tried to raise a defense, but the woman's punches always found their way through her guard.

Sarah's body was pummeled and forced back.

"Every muscle you twitch before you attack, I can see. Every time you shift your weight to move or dodge, I can see." Bryce said.

Sarah got onto her knees from the ground. Her nose was streaming blood. She spat out crimson-tinged spit. "Can you see this?" She extended a single, carefully chosen finger. "It's a cute gimmick."

"The scent of your blood excites me," Bryce sniffed the air. "I can smell your fear. Your... " She looked puzzled suddenly. "Something else. What is... that? Smells... funky."

Sarah got to her feet and raised the sword again. "While we're young, speedy."

Bryce gave a look of annoyance and leaned forward again. She charged Sarah again, blurring the air as she went, as Sarah shut her eyes.

"Fuck!" Bryce called out.

Sarah stomped into the ground as her attacker neared, kicking up a cloud of dust with the force of her impact. She then delivered a stroke at Bryce's midsection, and followed with a thrust at her heart. The point didn't pierce her skin, but did knock her flat onto her back.

"Fast, but not very bright," Sarah opened her eyes. "

Bryce thrashed beneath Sarah's boot and growled defiance.

"Good job!" Lily called out. "Can I eat your apple if you're not going to have it?"

"Bit busy here!" Sarah called out, not taking her eyes off the woman.

"Damn you, Sarah," Bryce said, but she said it with a smile, blood visible on her teeth. "If I didn't need to kill you, we'd probably be friends."

She raised her headband further, and Sarah saw that there was a tattoo on her forehead of a third eye, a vertically placed one, wide-open.

"Let me guess, three times as..."

And somehow, Bryce had swung up her legs and kicked at the back of Sarah's thigh on the leg atop her. This generated enough of an imbalance that she was able to wriggle out and escape.

Sarah had one moment where she could see Bryce struggling out beneath Sarah's boots, and then the air suddenly rained fists, elbows, and knees. It was like a blur was pummeling her, and occasionally Bryce's pleased visage could be seen in it.

Sarah had taken a lot of punishment in her time, but this was such a high amount in such a short period that she felt her shoulder plate buckle, her head spun around repeatedly with each haymaker. She landed and found Bryce's foot placed on her throat.

Bryce looked worn out though, like she had run a marathon, breathing hard and sweat drenched. She saw that the woman's knuckles were bloodied. Sarah's hands twitched, and she had her sword kicked a long way off, skittering into the bushes.

Next, the woman moved in another blur until her knee was placed against Sarah's throat, cutting off circulation and air. She raised her hands, looking to deliver the killing blow.

But Sarah had looked into the eyes of a killer before. She had faced them down and killed them before they killed her, and Bryce didn't have what it took. Sarah smiled.

Bryce stood up abruptly and took a step back. She pointed at Sarah and said, "you're beaten. Move and you're dead."

Sarah sat up. She was hurting, no doubt about it, but she wasn't feeling out of the fight yet. "That's a good gimmick, admittedly. Still, and yes, this is what she said, but how long can you keep it up?"

"Where's the demon?" asked Bryce.

"You mean Jay?" she asked. "Split off from us. He's an incubus. He knows how to charm and blend in with people. You'll try to track him down in Blowbang, but he'll be a ghost. Long gone, and invisible."

"Man! I needed that piss!" Jay called out, returning to the clearing. "All this hiking is really taking it out on me. I'm sweat drenched."

They all turned to him. Jay smiled, "oh, is this a new friend?"

"You fucking idiot," Sarah said.

"Son of the Renegade, you're coming with me," Bryce said. "If you have any honor, and any love of your mother, you'll come quietly."

Jay's face almost always had a pleasant friendly smile on it, and for just a moment, dark clouds passed over his features. It solidified into a hard mask that didn't suit him. "You don't deserve to talk about my mother. And I'm not going anywhere."

"You'll have to go through me," Lily said, standing up.

"Lily, don't," Sarah said. "I got this."

"Please!" Bryce said. "I've followed you long enough to know that Jay's fucked you, and taken your magic. You have nothing that can stop me. Out of the way, mage. You're not nearly as tough as Sarah, so I may accidentally break you without trying to."

Lily smiled in a ditzy friendly kind of way. She giggled. "Oh. Well. You're right. I'm pretty dumb right now. But, the thing about science and magic... creativity is more important than knowledge."

"Yeah, so?" Bryce asked.

"Mage Handy," she said, fluttering her fingers.

And Bryce's eyes bulged and she immediately burst out laughing. Her body convulsed, wracked with forced tetany. Her hands went to her head and found that her magical, red headband was nowhere to be seen...

Sarah raised a hand and clutched in her bloody grip was a red piece of fabric.