Reda pulled up her hood and wandered into the Last Stand Tavern. She was glad to be away from her family, elven nobles do nothing but look down on half-elf bastards.
Reda had inherited her father's slender grace but also retained her mother's curves. Not that she knew who her mother was.
The Half-Elf looked around the bar and sighed. There were some beautiful women around, a beautiful man playing a lute and a burly man behind the bar that looked a little simple. A gorgeous woman with short orange hair in a short side fringe kept her icy blue eyes fixed on Reda and the young woman tried to hide the flushing of her pale skin by sinking into her cloak. The ginger haired woman chuckled and nodded another woman over to her. This woman was a little thicker set, with long fuchsia hair tied behind her head. She spun around and also locked eyes with Reda.
This was getting a bit suspicious.
The Half-Elf made to leave before any trouble started, but a hand lightly clasped her forearm.
The ginger haired human had closed the gap between them insanely quickly.
"Hi, my friend and I were wondering if you wanted a drink?"
Reda skeptically raised an eyebrow.
"Sure. Fire whiskey, if it's available."
The fuchsia haired woman clearly heard and made a comment to the bartender. Reda followed the ginger haired woman with the incredible arse back to the bar as a tankard was put in front of her.
The fuchsia haired woman turned to Reda and put her hand on the Half-Elf's forearm, looking her over with navy blue eyes.
Reda was looking lower though, this woman's shirt was cut low enough to display ample cleavage from her very ample bosom.
"There's something we'd like your help with. I'm Sister Kay, and this is my protege, Estia. What's your name, dear?" Kay inquired.
"Reda." She took a swig of her whiskey and found her gaze being brought back to Kay's eyes. "I'm not from around here. I'm actually new to Chellaix."
"We can tell, hun. So, Estia and I represent the Ladies of the Tail Sting. We're a sub faction of the Church of Callistria."
Reda furrowed her eyebrows momentarily.
"The Varisian chapter closed down when I was young. I think. I wasn't allowed out much," Reda recalled. The Elven family she was raised by were too upper class to let slip that they had Half-Elf bastards they used as servants.
"Well, Sister Kay and I," Estia interjected and Reda turned the other way to face her. "We were curious. Kay is hosting a religious gathering at her late husband's later tonight, and we need a fourth. You look capable. Would you be interested in joining us?"
Reda nodded slowly. Her curiosity was peaked.
The Half-Elf downed her drink and felt Estia's soft hand enclose her own.
"Oh. By later tonight, you meant now?"
"Yep," the excited chirp of Estia responded. Reda noticed that they were both wearing wedding bands of different materials.
Before Reda had a chance to question it, Kay and Estia pulled her away.
* * *
The walk back to Kay's was not long, the Cleric's house was not hard to find. The house was not large, seeming only to really contain a small washroom and a larger kitchen.
It wasn't much, but she the owner was a cleric afterall.
But as Reda went to make herself comfortable, Kay waved her hand and a trapdoor opened. A staircase lead the trio down to a much more lavish chamber.
There were mahogany benches with mauve velvet coverings, lounges and bedding adorning the room making it seem much more comfortable and welcoming than the above ground house.
A large cupboard with silver, bee shaped handles stood out as one of the few major furniture pieces in the room.
"Wow," Reda exhaled.
"Do you have anywhere to stay, here in Longacre?" Sister Kay inquired.
"I don't yet. I was hoping to get some lodging at the tavern where I met you two."
"Well, you are welcome to stay here. But we do have something to talk about first." Kay walked around the room with her hands working behind her back.
"We are Ladies of the Tail Sting, and with that comes certain responsibilities. Our lady, Callistria, has certain tenets," Estia began as she also began working her hands at the back of her robe, walking the opposite side of the room to Kay.
"Our Lady asks that we take our own vengeance on those who wrong us. She asks that we take what we desire by any means. She asks that we live our own lives for ourselves," Kay stated as she and Estia were level with one another.
"We ask you join us, Reda. For a night of passion, in our Lady's name," the Ladies of the Tail Sting invited in unison, pulling a lace from their garments and letting them fall to the ground.
Reda's eyes boggled. The two women were bare, their pale skin standing out in the darkened room, and their forms were divine.
"We need an answer," Kay chucked. Her the grin stuck as she saw how awestruck the girl was with their features.
"Yes," Reda nodded frantically and the two women helped her up. Kay unbuckled her cloak and unlaced the top of her tunic, as Estia helped remove them. The topless Half-Elf kissed the senior Sister as Estia's hands found her breasts, using her knuckles to tweak the tips of the modest nipples. Reda groaned into the Sister's mouth, her arousal sending her hormones stampeding through her system.
Reda was no virgin, but a couple of dalliances with the stable boy was not enough to constitute experience.
Kay broke from the kiss, as Reda let her mind focus again.
"My manservant will be joining us too. I hope that's not a problem," Kay remarked and Reda absently nodded.
Estia had unfastened Reda's trousers and soon they too had fallen to the floor, leaving her hairless mound free to the air.
"Where is he?" Reda asked and looked around before noticing a dark skinned figure standing silently in the corner of the room.
"This is Durdyn. I bought him from a slave farm, figured he could have a better life here," Kay explained and Reda immediately tensed.
Drow were her natural enemies, instinctive fear receptors were at maximum but she didn't give in to them and flee. "Drow are very matriarchal, males are seen as lesser to their female counterparts. So he's fully obedient to me, and Estia but me especially." Kay wandered to him and gently pulled him into the light.
He had a navy blue skin tone and white hair, he was lithe like an elf but also heavily scarred. Kay got on her knees and traced a finger along his erection and Reda gulped. It was a bit longer than her stable boy's but incredibly thick.
"He was bred for mostly this purpose," Kay explained further, her own arousal growing slick. "Not the worst life a slave can have." Kay kissed the side of the Drow's manhood and his statuesque visage grunted slightly.
Reda was torn, the instinctual instinct to fight the Drow very strong. She was very aware she was naked, vulnerable. On the other hand, Estia nibbling at her neck had her hormones pumping. She'd never touched or been touched by another woman the way Estia was touching her now. It excited her.
The Half-Elf gave in to her more base desires.
She spun around and pushed Estia to the nearest of the lavish lounges around the chamber. She locked her lips on the juniour cleric and teased her tongue along Estia's.
Estia pulled away from the kiss and held a fistful of Reda's hair.
"You need to join my husband and I sometime."
Reda furrowed her eyebrows.
"Why isn't he here?" Reda inquired.
"He doesn't know I'm part of this small order. He just thinks I've got a tattoo on my butt. Besides, I've got a pass for taking ladies. I just think you'd have fun with us," Estia's explanations had a smile on the corner of her lips that Reda tried to kiss. Estia pulled her back by her hair, the pain proving to add to her arousal.
"I'm going to be right back," the human whispered seductively and Estia shivered. Reda moved off Estia and let her get up, the Half-Elf took the chance to take in Estia's body. Her pink nipples topping her thick breasts were pebbled with excitement, her stomach not flat but ripped. Estia had abs to die for.
The woman walked past Reda and she took in the supple curves of the peach shaped arse, and true enough, there was a tattoo of a wasp on her left cheek.
Reda turned back to Kay, who was still on her knees but had managed to take Durdyn's cock in her mouth, she too had this same tattoo on her left butt cheek.
Reda raised her eyebrow upon noticing this and turned back to Estia.
The ginger had a strange, J-shaped tube toy in her hands.
"Is that-"
"Not important right now." Estia pressed her lips firmly into Reda's, her tongue dancing with the invader to her mouth, as her fingertips pressed Reda's softer skin.
The human grinned as her hands caressed the modest bosom of the potential new charge. She'd never touched a remotely elf like woman before. Estia broke the kiss and moved down Estia's body, closing her teeth around Reda's light brown nipple and sucking the tender flesh into her mouth.
With her right hand, she took the other side. Reda's arousal was slickening the exterior of her vulva, her croons of pleasure slowly growing louder.
"Reda," the human broke her seal on the exotic woman's nipple. "Have you been with a human before?"
