Seeing Red

Main Pairing: F Halfling x F Half-Orc x MtF Deviling (half-demoness)

Main Kinks/TWs: Same as last chapter + anal, rimming, double penetration, magic spectral strap-on

I can't believe this ended up being longer than the first chapter. While this particular story is considered finished as of now, I may use these characters again in future tales.

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"So this is The Devil's Tail, eh? Ain't yer' average whorehouse, Ah' can tell that much," Grilda said, eyeing the decadent gothic decor as she stepped into the brothel with a shy, blushing Mouse in tow.

It hadn't taken the rest of her party very long to grow suspicious at Mouse's sudden initiative to find new jobs. She often took a passive role in that regard -- Khisk was essentially their party leader in where the group traveled and which bounties they took. Grilda eventually sussed out Mouse's true motives, however.

The half-orc could be a lot more perceptive than she looked.

When Grilda expressed interest in meeting this well-endowed demon lady, Mouse wasn't sure if she should've been shocked or not shocked at all, knowing her. After taking on a few small bounties here and there, they'd scraped together enough coin for another visit.

Grilda stepped in front of the fountain sitting in the center of the lobby. Dipping a finger in, she tasted the red wine on her tongue and smiled. "Shit, even the wine's real. Thought for sure it would'a been water with some dye."

"E-excuse me, miss, but we ask that our guests not touch the decorations." One of the brothel girls squeaked. Like most workers at The Devil's Tail, she was decked out in a leather corset, matching gloves and stockings, and a hairband with little bat ears poking out. She eyed the towering half-orc sheepishly, no doubt feeling like a doe scolding a bear. "I mean... There's so much more for you to touch, don't you think?~" The girl added, biting her lip and sticking out her chest as it wobbled in that tight corset.

"Aye, sorry about that lass!~" Grilda laughed and wiped her finger on her tunic. Giving the brothel girl a wink, she continued to explore, eventually stepping into the lounge area with Mouse.

Mouse flicked her eyes between the half-orc and the floor, hesitating before she spoke. "You know, Grilda... I never realized you were interested in women before."

Grilda shrugged. "Sure, Ah' usually got an eye for the boys -- doesn't mean I'll turn down a fine pair of tits every once in a while. And if that tool of hers is as good as ya' claim, then color me interested," she said, taking a seat at one of the leather couches and draping her muscular arms across the back.

With a hint of red tinting her cheeks, Mouse took a seat beside her. She tapped her fingers and chewed her lip. Gifted with this new information, the halfling couldn't help seeing her in a different light, eyes flicking across the dense, bulging muscles lining her arms and thighs. "Oh, it was... Definitely worth it." She nodded, memories of that carnal encounter still so fresh in her horny little head.

"Ah'll take your word for it, Mousey. Ya' know where this sexy devil's hidin'? Ta' be honest, Ah' see plenty of pretty lasses Ah' wouldn't mind takin' ta' bed," Grilda said as she leaned back with her arms behind her head.

One of the brothel girls took notice of them, sashaying her hips back and forth as she approached. "You two darlings looking for some fun tonight?"

"Yeah, we're actually looking for someone in particular. Is Vanora available?" Mouse asked.

The brothel girl raised an eyebrow and chuckled, tapping her chin. "Vanora, hm? She's a busy girl, that one. I'd wager she might be entertaining a guest, or getting herself freshened up. In the meantime, I'd be more than happy to keep you two ladies company~"

Grilda smiled and motioned the girl over, grunting as she seated her pale, perky rump atop her lap. "Mmhh... Mouse, if yer' devil girl ain't showin' up... Ah might just have ta' take this pretty lass for me'self!" She laughed.

Kicking her short legs around idly, Mouse nodded in resignation. Perhaps she should've asked for the deviling's schedule after that first meeting. There wasn't any guarantee that she wouldn't be busy at any given time. And like Grilda said, there was no shortage of beautiful ladies to spend their coin on. "Yeah, maybe you're right..."

"Oho? I remember that voice~"

Mouse perked up, practically jumping off the couch at the sound of a silky smooth, and very familiar voice coming from nearby. "V-Vanora?"

A cloud of wispy black fire materialized behind the couch -- the same magic that Mouse associated with those tendrils. Spectral bats came fluttering out of the dark fog, flapping their wings before fading away in motes of twinkling violet light. And then, from that cloud of shadow, emerged a horned, red-skinned woman.

She certainly had a flair for theatrics, didn't she?

Vanora wore a different outfit this time around. Instead of a leotard, she donned a two-piece outfit. The top consisted of a short, black leather vest that was held around her chest with lace, giving everyone a generous peak at her cleavage and a full view of her toned midriff. For the bottom, she wore a matching set of leather shorts held up with a red belt, her spade-tip tail swishing behind her rear.

"In the flesh!~" The deviling grinned, resting her arms atop the back of the couch. "I was starting to think you'd forgotten about me, little Mouse...~" she purred, those citrine eyes drifting over to the half-orc. "And I see you brought a friend, just like you said! How wonderful~"

Mouse's heart practically skipped a beat at the sight of her. "I-It's nice to see you again too, Vanora." She cleared her throat and then motioned over to her companion. "This is my friend Grilda."

Grilda gave the deviling a toothy smile, showing off those small orcish tusks. "So you're Vanora, eh? Mousey here couldn't stop rantin' and ravin' over how good ya' treated 'er, ain't that right?" she laughed.

"I wasn't ranting and raving, Grilda!" The halfling grumbled, blushing deep red. "You're the one that wouldn't stop asking..."

With a playful giggle, Vanora joined them atop the couch, seating herself right between the two starkly different women. She sat back casually and crossed one slender leg atop the other. "Oho... You two are gonna be fun, I can tell!~"

Perhaps sensing that her presence wasn't necessary anymore, the other brothel girl withdrew and left the trio alone.

Vanora turned her attention to the half-orc, tracing her fingers down her muscular bicep. "So strong...~" She purred. "Please tell me you two plan on enjoying me together, yeah?~"

"Aye! We already share everythin' as it is -- food, bounties, bath, bed... Ain't no reason we can't share a woman, right?" Grilda laughed. The half-orc certainly wasn't shy about appraising their lady of the night, her eyes lingering on that six-pack stomach and her faintly bouncing breasts in that tight vest. She draped a strong arm over her shoulders, to which Vanora giggled and leaned into her.

"Oh I agree completely! As long as our little Mouse is okay with that?" She asked, turning to her with a grin.

Mouse chewed her lip. Obviously, it would've been silly to expect two consecutive sessions just for the two of them, so she was prepared for this... But the thought of a threesome involving one of her closest adventuring partners made her heart flutter in a mix of fear and arousal. She unconsciously ground her thighs together. "Y-yeah, that's fine by me. Um... How much is it gonna be, for the two of us?"

"Right down to business again -- I like that about you. Hmm...~" Vanora glanced between the two of them and tapped her chin. "I'm feeling generous... How does four-hundred silver for an hour-long session sound? Trust me -- it's quite a bargain."

Grilda whistled. "Real high-class lady, eh? Ya' don't come cheap, but if Mousie says yer' worth it, then I trust 'er. Ya' good to pay yer' share, lass? Fifty-fifty?"

Standing up, Mouse nodded and pushed up her glasses. "Yeah, I'm all set. Are you ready for us, Vanora?"

"Hmm... I think I should be asking you two that~" Vanora stood and stretched her arms, tail playfully flicking back and forth as she addressed the two women. "Follow me, lovelies~"

She guided them out of the lounge and upstairs, where the brothel's patrons truly got their coin's worth. Even the way she walked exuded such confident sexuality -- every sway of her wide, supple hips felt practiced in drawing the lustful gazes of anyone in her vicinity, and her shapely ass looked irresistible in those tight shorts.

The moans and gasps of patrons and workers alike echoed across the upstairs halls. Mouse's cheeks flushed again, the sounds of sexual debauchery lighting a fire in her loins, knowing that her own cries would soon be amongst them. Silhouettes of writhing, fevered bodies could be seen through the curtains separating the halls from the bedrooms.

It didn't take long for Vanora to guide them into a vacant room, shutting the curtains behind them. It had all the same amenities as the room from last time -- there was a big, round bed covered in scarlet sheets of satin, a dresser, and a display case containing different oils and sex toys.

Grilda crossed her arms and inspected the room with an impressed smile. "Not bad! Beats yer' average dingy brothel room, that's for damn sure."

Vanora chuckled and tossed her hair back. "I'm glad you approve! Here at The Devil's Tail, we cater to a more... Discerning taste, so to speak. Pleasure is our priority, and we spare no expense in bringing your fantasies to life~"

"Payment first, right?" Mouse asked.

Vanora nodded. "You remember well. Four-hundred silver for one hour is our agreement, but you two darlings can always throw in some more if you need extra time."

"Temptin', but we shouldn't stretch our coin too thin. We got a scaly lass in the party -- Ah' think she'd be none too happy seein' where our money's goin'." Grilda said, fishing out her coin purse along with Mouse. After pooling together their shares, Vanora briefly counted up the coins and slid them into a dresser drawer, just like last time.

Now that the business side of things was settled, it was time for pleasure to take focus.

Unsurprisingly, Grilda wasn't one to beat around the bush. The half-orc casually lifted her tunic off with a relieved sigh, rolling her shoulders and neck with an audible pop. "Aah... Well, let's get this night started proper, eh?~" She grinned.

Soft, heaving breasts bounced as they slid out of that tunic, each one about as big as Mouse's head and capped with dark green nipples. They were huge, of course, but still quite proportional on her hulking half-orcish frame. Her stomach was chiseled into a rock-solid six pack. Then, she quickly tugged off her cloth slacks and underwear, kicking them away carelessly. A bush of dark pubic hair sat above her pussy -- otherwise, she kept herself surprisingly well-shaven.

Mouse gulped. This wasn't her first time seeing the half-orc naked; they'd changed and shared baths together with the rest of the party. It was always out of convenience or practicality... A far cry from where they stood now.

Vanora, meanwhile, bit her lip and watched with undeniable hunger as the half-orc stripped naked. "Mmh, so unlike our shy little friend!~" The deviling giggled. Undoing the laces that held her vest together, she tossed it away, where it vanished in a flash of familiar black fire.

Mouse had to wonder if she was just teleporting her clothes away, or actually burning them. Needing a new outfit for every session seemed pretty expensive.

Now topless, the deviling made a show of it as she unbuttoned her bottoms, bending forward and making sure all eyes were on her. Dark leather slid down her crimson thighs, leaving Vanora in a pair of panties that were clearly bulged by the juicy contents within. She grinned and hooked her fingers into them, building anticipation for a few seconds before sliding them off and freeing that girthy red length.

Her cock stood half-hard, still looking quite hefty with the slight tug of gravity.

Grilda eagerly eyed up the deviling's bare body. "Ah' see why Mousie was so smitten with ya'. Are all devil-lasses packin' this sorta equipment?~" She licked her tusks and took a step forward.

"Some, but not all. We're not that different from other folk in that regard," Vanora said.

Mouse merely watched as the two taller, stronger women ogled and approached each other, noting their subtle differences. Vanora certainly kept herself fit and toned for her clients. Grilda on the other hand, had the body of a warrior, sculpted from a life of martial combat and lined with no shortage of scars, each telling its own tale.

Two starkly different bodies, but Mouse wouldn't point out either as being more or less beautiful than the other.

"Mmmh...~" Vanora cooed. She traced her nails up the deep grooves of Grilda's abs, caressing north and grabbing a handful of those soft green breasts. "I think this is gonna be one interesting night indeed...~"

"Ah' think the feelin's mutual, lass~"

Grilda took the initiative and pulled the deviling woman in by her slender hips, locking their lips in a kiss. Instantly, Vanora melted into the embrace and hugged around the half-orc's strong, broad shoulders. Their mouths hungrily mashed and fought for dominance. Their bodies pressed closer, ample busts squishing and melding against each other.

All the while, Mouse could only watch with a hot red blush coating her cheeks, jaw falling slack at the sight. It was mesmerizing -- watching such deliciously sculpted bodies embracing and pressing into each other. "G-goddess...~" she muttered.

Suddenly, Grilda broke the smooch and turned to her with a playful smile. "Hey Mousie, Ah' noticed yer' doin' a whole lotta starin', and not much else. Still wearin' those clothes, even~"

Mouse blushed deeper as she looked at herself, still fully clothed. "H-heh, I guess you're right..." She stammered. Hopping off the bed, she quickly slid out of her vest and undershirt, bearing perky breasts and a slender belly before sliding off and kicking away her shorts, followed by her panties.

She couldn't help feeling a little self-conscious of her diminutive frame, especially in the presence of two beautifully strong bodies.

"Yer' red as a tomato there, lass!~" Grilda laughed and approached her along with Vanora. The half-orc eyed her up hungrily, licking her chops in a way that made Mouse feel like vulnerable prey before two predators on the prowl. "But cute as all hell, too~"

"C-cute?" Mouse squeaked.

Vanora nodded. "Very cute! I think I could just about eat you up...~" She purred. Without warning, the deviling lurched forward and captured Mouse in a steamy kiss, her dextrous tongue already sliding deep into the halfling's maw.

In an instant, Mouse melted into the smooch and groaned against her plump lips. "Mmmh...~"

"Goddess..." Grilda snorted, stroking up along her smooth tummy and grabbing the halfling's chest. Her big, green hand easily enveloped one of those modest breasts, coaxing a muffled whimper out of Mouse. "To think ya' got ta' go balls-deep in this here fine piece'a ass... Makes me wish Ah had the proper equipment!~"

Suddenly, Vanora's pointy ears perked up. She broke the kiss and rubbed her chin with a mischievous little smirk. "Welllll... That might not be so far out of reach. There's something I've been wanting to try with my magic, if you're interested?"

"W-what do you mean?" Mouse stammered.

Grilda raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Color me interested, devil-lass~"

The deviling grinned and snapped her fingers. On command, four inky black tendrils slithered out of the ground and went for the display case. The tendrils rifled through the different toys on display, seeming to consider and pass up different options before finally pulling one out and proudly presenting it -- a blackish-purple strap-on dildo. The cock was about the same length as Vanora at full attention, but with a scaly texture, covered in ridges and bumps, seemingly based on a lizardfolk or kobold's member.

"A strap, eh? Not exactly the genuine article, still," Grilda said.

"Not as it is, but with a touch of my magic...~" Vanora's tendrils worked with a seamless dexterity, having no trouble getting the straps buckled up around the half-orc's waist.

Mouse just sat and watched curiously. At that point, it became harder to discern what exactly the deviling had in store. One of her tendrils seemed to meld into the strap-on, covering it in a layer of shiny violet... Skin? Another tendril melded into the base of it and formed a sort of bridge, sliding between Grilda's muscular thighs with a shudder and sigh.

"I think that should work... How's it feel, dear?" Vanora asked.

Grilda brushed two fingers against the dark violet cock and gasped. It even responded realistically to her touch, twitching and throbbing just as a real flesh-and-blood dick would. "Wow. So that's what it feels like, huh...~" She muttered, stroking her new magical appendage with clear wonder in her eyes.

"Wonderful! Seems like our little experiment is a resounding success~" Vanora giggled. She slowly stroked her own rigid red length, now standing tall and stiff, veins bulging and those silver piercings shimmering against the candlelight. "What do you think, dear Mouse?~"

The half-orc grinned and stood with her hands on her hips, proudly displaying her magically-augmented shaft. "Two cocks, two holes ta' fill... Ah' think ya' see where we're goin' with this, aye?~"

Mouse felt more and more like her namesake. Her throat went dry and her small hands dug into the bedsheets, faced with two amazonian beauties and their raging, monstrous cocks -- both looking just as eager to tear the poor halfling in two. "I-I um... Goddess..." She chewed her lip. "W-we're really doing this, huh?"

"Ya' can bet that pretty lil' ass of yer's we're doin' this!~" Grilda laughed, slowly pumping her new shaft. "Seein' as we ain't got all night ta' play... How 'bout some good ol' double stuffin'?" She grinned. "Yer' no stranger ta' anal, right lass?"

"Oho? I think that's a wonderful idea~" Vanora flicked her tongue across her fangs.

It wasn't uncommon for Mouse and her party's conversations to take a turn for the salacious, chatting about their sex lives or any memorable encounters. Mouse wasn't at all a virgin when it came to taking it up the back door, and it surely came up at some point, so there'd be no use in trying to deny it. "Ehm, yeah, I've done it before. It's been a little while though..." Mouse said, tapping her fingers together nervously.

"If we're all on the same page then...~" Snapping her fingers, Vanora used her tendrils to grab another object from the display case -- a jar filled with some sort of clear liquid. "...Then how about I get our dear Mouse ready? Oh, and do you mind if I take her ass, Grilda?~"

"I was just 'bout ta' ask!" The half-orc grinned and climbed onto the bed, laying back with legs casually spread, and that dark-violet cock pointing straight towards the sky. "Go right on ahead, lass. And in the meantime, Mousie... How 'bout ya' put that pretty mouth ta' use, right here?~"

Mouse gulped. Even if she didn't want this -- and by the Goddess, she most certainly did -- who would she be to defy such powerful, muscular, well-endowed women? She was but a mere halfling. It was her place to obey. "Of course...~" She climbed onto the bed and positioned herself between Grilda's thighs, eyeing that rigid, dark spire. A dainty hand caressed the shaft, and she marveled at the odd texture of it. It wasn't warm to the touch, but still pulsed as if engorged with blood. There were even veins running across the surface.

Suddenly, the halfling leaned in and planted a loving kiss beneath the cockhead. Her tongue slid out next and dragged up the shaft, flicking at the tip.