Sweet
was an awfully pretty word, Miari thought, tilting her head in wonder as she stared, open-mouthed, at the pretty, bobbing cock in front of her.
She licked her lips.
Sweet
was the prettiest word in the world.
It was like birdsong. Like a sun shining through rain clouds.
Sweet
. Like a waterfall of sugar water casting pretty little rainbows all across the forest glen.
It was...
such
a pretty word, she thought, head lolling. It felt like fluffy pink clouds were puffing through her mind, and it felt so easy to just bob her head in time with the bobbing of Galess's beautiful cock and... and
drift
...
"Teehee!" Elesma's fingers ran through Miari's long blonde hair, which she had just moments ago tugged out of its sensible ponytail. That bothered Miari a little bit. A little bit. But really, it was so,
so
hard to think when headpets felt so nice, and her head felt so fuzzy, and the cock looked so pretty, and—and they'd said it was
sweet
— "Ooh, Galess, I think she
likes
it!"
"Does she?" Galess asked with a voice like a leaking honeypot. The blonde elfmaid was tied to the armchair chair—not unlike how Elesma had somehow managed to strap one of Miari's ankles to her own chair, Miari thought with a pang of dim awareness—but she was shifting so she could
almost
reach her cock, needily squirming in a way that made Miari's own cock twitch with sympathy. "
Does
she? Aww... does she like how it
twitches
back and forth?"
Back and forth. Back and forth.
"Nn..." Miari dimly knew this was bad. She didn't want to be down here, kneeling between the two bimbo elven maid servants as they teased her. She didn't want to be disarmed, to have let them cast her coat of mail across the room so she was left with nothing but her bare hands and a plain white blouse. She didn't want to be kneeling with her hair undone, accepting the headpets from Elesma without resistance.... Didn't want to be staring, lips parted, positively
drooling
at the thought of
tasting
... "Nnuh... no, I, um, I actually... like..."
"Like?" Galess asked innocently, exchanging a glance with Elesma. A sly, wicked, knowing glance. An amused glance. Miari's cheeks flared with embarrassment.
"I-I'm here to see Ciliata!" Miari blurted.
There was a brief pause. The headpets eased up slightly, the smiles dropping to curious pouts, and Miari had a brief blink of relief.
"Oh,
really
?" Elesma's voice was as crisp and delectable as a sugar cube on the tongue.
Miari bit her lip. "Um... I-I mean... yes?" She tried to put more certainty into her words, screwing her courage to glare defiantly at the beautiful cock. "Yes! I'm here to... to... bring her in."
That
was
why she was here, she thought, flushing bright pink. Not to get waylaid by these two bubbly beauties. Not to end up on her knees staring at a pretty, bobbing cock as it swung back and forth before her wide eyes.
She needed to... to... to face these maids down, to fight back. As a Toxin Ranger, she knew she was
more
than a match for two brainwashed bimbos, if only she could get her head back in the game!
And that started by confronting them. No matter what they said, no matter how they tried to mislead her, to pretend Ciliata wasn't here, to force her to stay put and submit to Lady Ciliata's control...
"Ooh, how
lovely
!" Elesma cooed. "We'll take you to her right away!"
Miari shook her head firmly. No matter their deceptions, no matter their distractions, no matter their... their, um...
Wait, what?
"I." Miari blinked. "R-Really?"
Trap,
her mind was whispering.
Trap trap trap trap—
"For sure!" Galess giggled. "Like, totally! We wouldn't want to keep you from meeting Mistress!"
"Mistress is
soooo
wonderful," Elesma sighed happily. "She's gonna
love
you!"
"I." Miari hesitated. "You'll take me to her? Right now? Armed?" No run-around. No desperate search. No attempted escape. Was the kitsune really going to let Miari get within reach? "Unbound?" she added. "And... and..." She swallowed, watching the cock's tip twitch. "F-Fully clothed?"
"Of
course
!" the maids gushed in unison, Elesma's hand lavishing soothing pets on Miari's head.
"However you want," Elesma added happily. "Like, you're our
guest
!"
Miari hesitated. Part of her
knew
this had to be a trick, but... were bimbos this brainless really capable of any complex deceit? Particularly on a seasoned Ranger like her?
"We could go now?" she whispered.
There was a pause, and her heart sank.
Then it leaped when Galess chirped, "Sure! Whenever you want!"
"There's no hurry, though," Elesma added. "Like, Galess and I can totes lead you there, but, like..." She reached over and gave Galess's cock a wicked little tap, eliciting a whimper. "Like, I dunno if
silly Galess
here is gonna make it!"
"Nnn..." Galess squirmed helplessly in her restraints. Miari's breath caught as this caused the cock to swing a little faster. "O-Oh,
please
..."
"Her
cuuute
bimbo cock is in
toootal
control right now," Elesma murmured in a voice like velvet. "Isn't that right, cutie?"
"Uh-huh," Galess panted. "Uh-huh!"
"And Mistress is gonna toy with you, like,
soooo
cruelly," Elesma went on, giggling, "if she sees you like
this
!" Another tap. Another helpless little mewl. "Ooh, actually, I dunno... maybe you better stay here and enjoy the slutseat like a good bimbo while us
smart girls
go off to meet Mistress!"
Galess whined, shaking her head weakly.
Miari could scarcely breathe. She knew she should be standing up, should be instructing Elesma to tell her where to go. But she also couldn't stop listening. Couldn't stop watching Galess squirm and wriggle, couldn't stop imagining herself in Galess's place, so helpless and obedient and needy in the other bimbo's grasp...
And Galess. Smelled. So. Good.
As one maid toyed with the other up above, whispering more little teasing remarks, Miari breathed in the sweetness. Her head roiled and spun and danced with pink fog. The cock was so close. So desperate for any touch. So easy to... to lean... closer...
"Doesn't that sound nice, Mary?" chirped Elesma, and Miari shut her mouth quickly, licking her lips to keep from drooling. " I can take you on your lonesome, while
silly
Galess gets to stay here and whimper like a good girl!"
Miari swallowed. That sounded... nice, she thought, head lolling slightly as the cock bobbed down towards her, then bounced back up again. Elesma could lead her to the Baroness. One on one. Safer. And Elesma made it sound so simple and easy...
But. No. She shook her head slightly. Bad... bad idea. Elesma seemed a little cleverer than Galess. Maybe even a little meaner. And the last thing Miari needed was Elesma at her back as she faced the Baroness.
Galess was manageable. She needed to take Galess with her.
Miari bit her lip, watching the tip dribble slightly as Elesma whispered something Miari didn't catch in Galess's ear. Galess would be... easier to control. And less likely to tease her as badly. Right?
"Ooh, no?" Elesma asked, sounding curious. "And what does Mary think we should do?"
"M-Miari." Miari couldn't quite take her eyes from the cock, but she did her very best to make her voice level. "I... um... think I w-want Galess to lead me. Alone."
There was a faint chorus of tittering from above.
"Oh, really?" Galess giggled weakly. "Um... w-well, I dunno if, like, I c-can walk straight..."
"Of course not, silly!" Elesma gushed, giving Galess's cock another cruel tap. "Like, a silly bimbo like you needs some
relief
if she's gonna be leading cute girls to meet Mistress~"
"Uh-huh," Galess whispered, her voice dripping with intense, molten need. Miari couldn't help but feel a little ripple of sympathy.
Galess couldn't possibly go anywhere right now. She was too horny. Too... too tempting. She wouldn't even be able to
walk
without that pretty cock twitching up from her short skirt and, um. Distracting Miari.
Like it was doing right now.
Miari watched the cock twitch. Back and forth. Back and forth. And an idea started to bubble on her tongue, despite her desperate attempts to hold it in. "I," she squeaked. "I can... I-I mean, I can... like... like, maybe, um, like..."
"Hm?" Elesma turned her attention back to Miari, her ruby-red lips a pitcher pouring sultry, sugary syrup straight into Miari's open mouth. "
What was that, sweetie?
"
Miari couldn't help it now. Her breath came in light and feathery, and her words came out like little fluttering butterflies flying every which way. "I! I can! Like! Like, I can—I can, like—like—"
"'Like'?" Elesma giggled, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on Miari's cheek. Miari whimpered. She could positively
feel
the little lipstick mark. "Gosh, Galess! She's
already
talking, like, like a
toootal
—"
"N-No!" Miari whined, trying to get up. But the strap on her ankle made it so hard to find her balance, and the headpets kept pushing her head back down. Pushing her down. Almost onto her hands and knees, even closer to the... the... "I... I'm n-not a—"
"Not a what?" Galess cooed.
"N... nnn..." Miari shook her head pathetically, as her voice melted into a puddle at her knees.
The cock bobbed back and forth. Back and forth, so pretty, so perfect, so cute.
Miari licked her lips, self-conscious of the fact that her mouth had opened again and she was... she was practically
drooling
...
... her head lolling back and forth, back and forth, the pretty cock so hard to look away from...
"Bimbo," Miari whimpered. The word sent a forbidden melty glow through her whole body, and she quivered, trying desperately to keep from moaning.
"Not a bimbo?" Elesma purred. The redhead reached over, and her delicate fingers entered Miari's field of vision as she daintily touched the tip of Galess's cock, made it
bounce
. Galess whimpered. "Ooh, but just
look
at her
pretty bimbo cock
!"
"No," Miari whispered, staring longingly at the cock as her lips formed a perfect 'o' shape.
"So
sweet
," Elesma cooed, and Miari's whimper was covered only by Galess's achingly eager moan as Elesma's finger glided up and down the shaft. "So full of yummy, dummy
cum
." Her other hand pushed Miari down ever-so-gently, encouraging her to fall forward. Miari weakly tried to resist. "Aww... wouldn't we like a
taste
?"
A taste.
"Mm..." Miari shook her head weakly. She couldn't tear her eyes from it. It felt like her lips were so sensitive, so perfectly-shaped, perfectly sized to fit Galess's entire cock, and it felt so wonderfully natural to just... sink... forward...
Her mouth was watering. She was
drooling
, Miari realized, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Drooling like a... like a...
"I think she does!" Galess squeaked, squirming with excitement. "Teehee, no
wonder
she wanted to tie me up so bad!"
"Ooh, yeah!" Elesma giggled. "Like, she's basically
begging
for it!"
"What a
