Bianca lay in her cell with her back pressed down into her woven straw sleeping mat, struggling to escape. Her hips were flexed with her thighs held forcefully in place by two pitch-black shadows in the shape of young men. The mid morning light shining through her narrow window illuminated only the barest margin of purple as it struck their otherwise featureless shapes from behind. Arms with hooked elbows in dark silhouette rose from the floor and held her fast by her forearms and shoulders. Hands tightly grasped her tunic and fixed her single long braid to the floor. Overwhelmed by numbers and irremediably pinned, she allowed herself to fall still.
"This is cheating!"
"You're the one who cheated." Zdenka loomed over her with the front of both her skirts hitched up, revealing a small, rigid cock glistening with precum and a slick, arousal-reddened pussy. Her sumptuous, snow-white breasts hung free, framed by a now-unlaced green bodice that Bianca had torn open not a minute before.
The elf muttered something quietly to the shades. Faint purple smoke spilled from the corners of her mouth and her sweet voice crackled with energy as she uttered words of power too awesome and terrible for mortal tongues. A ghostly hand in answer obediently wedged a comfy pillow under Bianca's butt.
"Ear play is not cheating!" Not that she was too displeased with where this appeared to be heading.
"It is with me," the elf sniffed, twitching her ears. "It's against elf law." Bianca arched a skeptical brow. "And there can be only one fitting punishment."
Bianca felt a firm tugging on her chest. At a gesture from Zdenka, her dark, sea-blue monastic scapular tore obliquely at the shoulder and slid off to the side.
"Hey! I only have like two of those!"
"I'll mend it later." Bianca's tunic tented at the collar and then, with alarming speed, ripped open from top to bottom. She lay now wholly nude apart from a tight bandeau struggling with limited success to contain her really quite large breasts. Her own intensely aroused vulva lay vulnerable and exposed.
Bianca huffed. "I thought you had work."
"Teaching you an important lesson is work."
Zdenka knelt, bringing her pussy lips to rest just about a tongue's length from Bianca's mouth, her balls suspended over her chin. A small, curved metal bar set with polished pink gemstones pierced her perineal raphe crosswise. The paladin could smell her musk now. It was mixed with a subtle but distinct floral scent, which Bianca had trouble placing in the moment. She felt distracted for some reason.
It had been three long, dry years since Bianca had eaten anyone out. The elf's pretty little lips hovered tantalizingly close to her own. The tip of Bianca's tongue darted out and flitted between Zdenka's warm, wet inner labia. Shit. Still too far away for proper engagement.
"You know, you're kind of undermining your own point, here," Bianca said. Gods they were so close, with their twisty folds, swollen and darkened with arousal, lying against a delicate pink field. "Because now I'm both the bottom and the bitch."
"I said the relationship was contingent, not impossible." Zdenka had strong-armed her into accepting an elixir of transmutation which served, as she revealed only after the fact, a rather demeaning function. This had sparked their present contention as to what should and should not be considered submissive.
"Also, that's about enough debate from you." Zdenka lowered her hips, smothering Bianca's lower face with her pussy. "I can think of much better uses for your tongue."
The paladin received her gladly with her mouth, and not just because her juices helped wash away the ash-and-chalk aftertaste in her mouth. It was a condition of employment with Mistress Aurelia, apparently, to swish, gargle, and choke down a revolting elixir of durability, elasticity, and analgesia for her entrails.
Bianca explored the elf's pussy with lips and tongue, at first gently, shallowly, and slowly. Periodically she would venture to roll her tongue over and around the sexy girl's clitoral hood. Out of pique, she pointedly avoided any direct stimulation to the engorged glans peeking out from under the elf's hood despite the latter's encouraging sighs.
At a crackling word from Zdenka, a shade in the shape of a young woman rose up from the floor just far enough to reveal a pair of curvaceous breasts in outline. It glided over, resting its surprisingly warm hands on Bianca's vulnerable inner thighs, and set to kissing and licking its way down toward the prize.
The dark woman's jet-black fingernails flowed smoothly in stimulating patterns over Bianca's sensitive thighs and cheeks. Its inky tongue, lips, and teeth tormented her mercilessly as she enjoyed the sensation of Zdenka's using her face. Once in place, the thing focused on her perineum and outer labia, areas sensitive enough to give pleasure without satisfaction. She wondered if the elf had ordered it to be a tease, or if that was just how it was.
With gradually building frequency, Zdenka was involuntarily twitching and offering calculated but sincere moans to guide Bianca when she pleased her. The paladin grew bolder and firmer in response, focusing more on the hood than the lips and deigning to brush occasionally over the elf's deliberately neglected nub.
Zdenka rocked her hips to force her clit onto Bianca's tongue. The paladin suffered her to stay, rubbing herself in tiny circles on her stilled tongue.
"Please?"
Taking this subtle hint, the paladin allowed her tongue to take over the motion, alternately over and under the hood, rigid and soft, punctuated from time to time with light sucking.
Zdenka rested, her legs trembling, with the beautiful human's face buried in her pussy. As her heat mounted she began to occasionally slide forward to press her vestibule down against Bianca's smooth chin before returning for more clitoral attention. Girls were nice for this. No internal rugburn from Vespers shadow.
Bianca didn't mind the rough grinding, though it was making her sore. Some of the girls in her squire cohort had had the same predilection. But she was paying more than usual attention to the state of her jaw each time Zdenka thrust herself into it. The wretched elixir apparently had the side effect of making it easier to dislocate her jaw. Allegedly less painful to pop it back in place as well, though, so that was something.
Every time Zdenka's slid forward, it brought her perineum with its gem-studded piercing close to Bianca's temporarily unoccupied mouth. She wondered whether having a piercing there made it more sensitive. Only one way to find out. At least, only one fun way.
Zdenka slid back onto her tongue, her dripping labia pressing against Bianca's nose and upper lip as she worshipped her clit. Whether by art or by chance, the elf was pulling forward to grind just infrequently enough to make Bianca short of breath without literally smothering her. When at length she next slid forward, Bianca tilted her head back sharply, angling her chin deeper into her partner and putting the piercing within range of her tongue.
Bianca cautiously opened with a figure eight, the grace of her tongue intersecting on the skin separating the two translucent pink beads. The elf gasped and suddenly fell still. Encouraging. Bianca pressed the tip of her tongue against the elf's fourchette and flicked upward, striking a bead on the piercing and eliciting a delightful shiver of pleasure.
Zdenka sat up straight and went back into motion, but this was now confined to short curving thrusts, all but fucking herself with Bianca's jaw. She leaned backward, resting one hand on the ground with her back arched. With the other hand she encircled her cock and balls, tugging and squeezing them gently while using her middle finger to stimulate her clit with every thrust. For perhaps twenty or thirty more seconds the elf tolerated the combined sensations of fingers, chin, and tongue before yielding at the approach of forbidden release.
"Hey, stop." Her breathy, heated tone didn't match her words. Her fingers had stopped working, but she couldn't seem to prevent herself from thrusting a little as Bianca's tongue played with her piercing.
"Please, I need to stop now."
Bianca rested her tongue just for a moment. "No way, I'm not playing along this time."
"Why are you so mean?!" the elf asked with a feigned whine, still rocking slightly and letting Bianca's tongue carry on with its play. Her cock and clit throbbed almost painfully against her fingers.
