Capítulo 158: Gloryhole Princess Fiora [2]
It had been almost a week since Princess Fiora informed the ruling council of Merana that the demon cult she had been sent to eradicate was just some common fake god scam. But she had still been told to stay vigilant just in case there was an actual demon cult despite the lack of hellish abominations butchering people on the streets. Thus the not-so diligent princess had been having plenty of time to observe the new gloryhole she had found.
When Fiora was eventually given a new task that involved paperwork in her office, she was disappointed and annoyed even more than usual. Especially since the gloryhole was too far for her to open a viewing portal to from her office without a linked artifact that would have caused some questions if it just hanged from the wall of some booth. And not even her servants were masturbating during the time she needed the extra stimulus the most.
The papers on Fiora's desk were all kinds of warehouse manifests and log diaries she was supposed to check for her mother to learn things about running a flying city-state that served as a glorified cargo airship between continents. In less than twenty minutes, the princess's purple eyes had glazed entirely while she was thinking just how much effort the grand princess would put to hunt her down if she would actually just escape.
Though before Fiora got around to decide just where she would escape, she felt magical radiation from her silver bracelet that was connected to the one she had given to the cultists. Just thinking what it could mean made the places the men had touched on the princess's body tingle.
"I guess I could see what they want... maybe they are sending me something fun," Fiora mused and placed the silver bracelet on the desk before opening a portal inside of it. A moment later an erect dick was pushed through it.
"That's a cock, how dare they just show me this obscene thing while I'm trying to work," the princess uttered despite not even looking shocked. In fact, a slight smile crept to her lips. Once again some weird man who had not even seen her had given his fleshy plaything for her to toy with as she pleased.
"Well, not a surprise from those degenerate humans," Fiora began to ponder while she inspected the manhood that tilted on the table due to its angle. But then she realized she was not exactly protected by the void and she had very little chance of realizing if her mother was watching. Then again the princess doubted the eternally busy grand princess would have the time to just casually spy on her. Still, the suddenly aroused elf took hold of the bracelet and hid it on her lap that she pushed under the table.
"Now that I think about it, why did I even give them this bracelet?" Fiora asked. She tended to do things on a whim but this was a bit odd even among her usual acts. But then the suddenly guilty-looking woman pulled her chair as close to the table as she could and held the cock with both hands.
"Well, they did think I'm their goddess," Fiora replied to her own question while the cock began thrusting into her hands. Its owner clearly had no extra inhibitions committing to the act in the princess's office.
For a moment Fiora just held the hot and swaying manhood in her hands like some playful pet. Her eyes were locked to the door, any moment now someone could come and knock. It could be a servant, a noble, relative, or even someone she could not predict.
"Only a filthy perverted man would get this excited just from my hands, such base behavior," Fiora voiced and quickly licked her lower lip. She was simply holding the cock and even kept loosening her grip to make the man work harder.
As the thrusting of the obscene pet quickened, Fiora realized it was planning to make a mess all over her robes. So she opened a fixed position portal around its tip to the void and only a moment later her fingers felt the semen surge through the shaft while her lips gaped. There still was something truly special for the elven princess to personally feel the climax even as she had seen countless gloryhole sessions by now. Usually multiple at the same time through different viewing portals.
"Another one... I'm going to get yelled at if I won't finish this," Fiora uttered as the first cock was swapped to a one that was a bit bigger and redder. Though even her mind was not sure if the task she wanted to finish were the cocks or the papers.
"I could... multi-task, a hard cock like you only wants one thing... and as a merciful goddess, I should provide it to you," the princess suddenly uttered and with an aroused but blank mind, the noble elf pulled up her robes and slid the cock under it. Then she pushed her undergarment to a side and aimed the tip to kiss her already soaked vulva.
Fiora bit her lower lip while she slid the deliciously fat cock to stretch her elastic folds that parted to it with a metaphorical scream of joy. Once fully holstered she fixed her garment and did a small magic trick to fix the bracelet to the opening of her vulva.
The man began his fast thrusts even before Fiora realized he was doing it raw. His pace was enough to hinder her first attempt to open a portal to guard her inner gate and she received five battering hits before the tip slid into the void.
"Opening an airtight portal to a spot I can't see, my tutor would be so proud," Fiora uttered. The portal she used could have been used to breathe underwater so she really hoped it was placed well enough to guard her against the next burst of raw semen.
Regardless of the possible danger of letting the tip slide along her inner walls, Fiora simply held her stomach. Just one look at her gaping lips would have been enough for anybody to realize she was doing something indecent but not many would have had the imagination to realize what.
"And now, relax and focus on the work," Fiora exclaimed with a grin and began looking at the papers with a renewed excitement from the lustful rush. Even if the moving object within her messed with her focus, her speed of processing the papers increased a bit from before.
Besides just the physical pulse from the cock, the magical pressure from the portals also stimulated Fiora's folds. The combination of sensations was really turning the experience into an extremely obscene but oddly high-class feeling massage. Especially since the man kept thrusting his tip through the second portal as well as he could to make the surrounding walls feel it move.
"It's going to... cum already," Fiora uttered while staring at her door. She barely registered the knock that came to it even as her hands kept moving the papers on the desk, though she was definitely not able to tell if they went to the right places.
The door opened while the princess could swear she felt the semen drip down her walls even as the man had shot through the second portal. Or it was just her getting really wet, there was no way for the flustered elf maiden to be sure as her focus went to correcting her posture in rising panic.
Prince Logar stepped through the door in his usual red robes that matched the hair and eyes of his high elf clan. He showed little care about the strange look Fiora sent him like he was used to centuries younger than him beings acting weird on regular basis. Behind him came a single half-elf servant that stopped at the door while his master walked to the guest couch and sat down.
"You did not wait," Fiora voiced while trying to look as calm and collected as possible despite having a very blushed face. Not to mention the next man already pushed his raw cock to slide along her walls. He seemed a bit shy about the second portal and focused to rub his tip into the adaptive folds.
"Wait for what? You did tell me to come even before I knocked. Practicing that void magic our grand princess is so secretive about even to us?" Logar mused. Nothing in his expression seemed to indicate he was anywhere close to guessing what Fiora was doing. Or at least she hoped he did not even as her mind blanked enough to make her unable to realize the easiest solution to the current puzzle was just closing down the portals.
"Right," Fiora voiced before swallowing hard. Even if the man taking his turn did not go all in, he still moved increasingly quickly. At this rate, he was going to blast his load all around her walls.
For a moment Fiora just stared at her desk as Logar kept silently staring at her. She had to keep swallowing down her saliva and something in her mind kept telling her she would look less suspicious by not establishing eye-contact. But nothing in the situation worried the cock that kept pleasuring itself into her like nothing had changed. Suddenly a sense of jealousy filled the princess and a part of her hoped the owner of the cock would be the one sitting in the office while she would be bouncing on his cock on some random alley.
"I see I came on an unusually bad time but we need to talk about improper use of servants," Logar mused with a slow and self-important tone. The more the princess heard his words, the more sure she became that he knew something. But if he really knew about the act between Fiora's legs, would he just stare at her without mentioning it.
"Improper, how?" Fiora voiced while her pupils dilated. All the improper options flashed in her mind as a weird deranged slideshow. Especially the times she had positioned her viewing portal in such a way it had looked to her like she was masturbating on the servant's lap.
"Giving them... problematic tasks like inquiring on your behalf about demon cults. The danger of one of the low-born fools actually joining one is made far greater like that," Logar asked while semen exploded all over Fiora's inner walls. It was slimy and hot and the tip kept stirring it. At that moment she barely remembered how she had told one of her servants to get some rumors on a whim since most of her time had been spent observing the illegal gloryhole.
"I hope I do not need to explain how having an actual demon cultist walking around with your authority might cause some issues?" Logar kept talking even as the princess in front of him was being used to milk a raw cock dry. Since the portal naturally resisted the blast of liquid it dripped past it and soaked the elf maiden's undergarments.
Fiora kept faithfully staring at her desk and there was a passing moment she hoped the situation would last longer. Even she was not sure why but strange excitement was rising in her body. Once the messy manhood was done with its deed, it was seamlessly replaced by another, all the while Logar kept looking at her.
"It sure would be... a big issue," Fiora said as a test to her void. The next cock reached way deeper and felt way bigger. It stretched with pressure and clearly hid half of its length into the other portal while it passed. The new manhood definitely belonged to some orc or half-orc or some other beastly man the elf maiden did not even want to think about.
"Could you just imagine the shame of being responsible for a catastrophic demon incursion," Logar mused but the only kind of shame Fiora was able to imagine was if he somehow knew what was making her blush. The fact she was able to keep her face as calm as it was now made the princess feel oddly proud while a fast-moving flesh-hammer began its assault into her.
The princess's folds were just a pleasurable ring of flesh to the brutish cock that only sought personal pleasure from them. But even as her mind comprehended it she did not want him to stop. There was something pure to her in being used to a single clear purpose. She knew what the cock truly wanted and it could not lie to her.
"I can... imagine the shame," Fiora managed to reply while she swallowed down an impulse to stand up and pull up her robes to show the elf male how her crotch had gotten soaked from several cocks. But there was no way the maiden would do that so the fact she had the idea even in her head flustered her further.
"Is there maybe something you feel ashamed of right now? An improper thought maybe?" Logar asked with a slight smile. It made Fiora look up just enough to see him. Though her biggest mistake was suddenly crossing her legs since it only made her walls clamp harder on the relentless veined brick.
"What do you mean?" Fiora uttered the same moment she realized her heart was pounding like a drum. There was a weird similarity between it and the cock pulsing her body to a feral rhythm.
"Come and sit, so we can talk more comfortable... about it," Logar voiced and patted the guest couch seat next to him. His smile might have been polite but to Fiora, it sounded like a threat. She did not know what he knew or what he wanted, so she decided to obey the invitation regardless of the risks.
Fiora stood up but the shifted pressure made the cock in her even more excited than before. So she stared at the ground the whole way to the couch while only taking short steps. The liquids that dripped down the elf maiden's inner thighs made her move faster than she would have liked. She did not want to leave a trail to the carpet and she sat down in a way that guarded the back of her robes from Logar's vision.
"To be young and shy again, I hardly remember those days," Logar mused and his hand landed to feel up Fiora's thigh through her robes. His fingers came dangerously close to the pulsing cock but lucky for her, the liquids were dripping down and not up. Though the princess's main luck was that she did not spot anything on the carpet.
"I'm not shy," Fiora muttered even though she was unable to look into the red eyes of the ancient being that did not seem that much older than her on the outside. Her adverted gaze had mostly to do with the cock that had suddenly decided to pump semen with a pulsing pressure. Even if all of it was shot to the void due to the long length, it still was a disturbing feeling in the princess's current situation.
"Not usually no but it seems something has changed," the elf prince mused and leaned to breathe into Fiora's neck she had exposed by tilting her face away. Even thinking of backing away from the advance felt silly to her considering what she was hiding under her robes.
"What has? You daring to touch me so casually?" Fiora asked as her purple hair was pushed to fully expose her neck. At least for now the exploratory man focused on that and did not move to push his hand between her legs.
"You usually look at me with such disdain... but today, how should I put it to be... polite," Logar mused and lifted the hand from the princess's thigh to her jaw. To gently caress it with a small threat to force her to eventually look at him.
"Nothing has changed, except you acting... like this," Fiora muttered while the big cock finished its final pumps to milk itself with her walls. She expected a loud slurping sound to give her away when it was pulled out but the lack of it made her realizes the inner portal had been set up to suck sound in her earlier hurry to set it up. Not much but enough to make it hard to hear what was happening between her legs.
"No point trying to hide it, I can read you like an open book. There is no secret you can hide from me," Logar voiced while the next manhood was thrust into Fiora's open pussy. This time it seemed more human and its tip pushed in and out of the second portal with strange haste from the start. Like the owner was unable to hold back the moment he entered her folds.
"What do you want?" Fiora asked with a pant but the elf noble simply lowered his lips on her neck for quick and disgustingly gentle kisses. His fingers held her jaw and his breathing brushed her heated skin. And a cock whose owner the princess had not seen thrust into her swollen folds without restraint.
"It does not matter what I want, the question is... what you desire," Logar voiced while his thumb caressed the spots he had landed his burning kisses on. The rest of his hand was definitely feeling Fiora's strong pulse.
"I don't desire anything, just tell me what you want," Fiora muttered with agape. She really hoped her rising arousal was the fault of the reckless dick. The prince had never acted anywhere this nice to her and she was not even sure how nice this was. Maybe this was simply just some way to humiliate her before he reveals that he knew everything from the start.
A slight smile visited Fiora's lips just from thoughts of Logar ripping off her clothes and pushing her to the floor. Then he would summon all the male princes of the council to mock her and cum on her in a circle. All the while some unknown commoner cocks would keep using her for pleasure through the portal.
"So much shame... well. I want you to explore my body with your hand... to help us get acquainted better," Logar replied with a tilted smile and let go of Fiora's jaw to guide her right hand to his crotch.
"I knew it... you just want to extort me," Fiora voiced while still looking away even as Logar skillfully helped her hand reach his undergarment through the decorative red robes.
"Nothing of sorts, I'm simply offering to help you with your... little problematic secret," Logar mused and returned his hand to Fiora's jaw. He still did not use the grip to force eye-contact but instead threatened her reddened neck with more kisses. Though the cock inside the princess did not just threaten but climaxed inside her walls, the owner jerked his base while his tip pumped its load into her.
"Think of me as being at your disposal... as long as your little problem persists, I can be very gentle if you know what I mean," Logar replied and re-started his barraged of gentle kisses that ate up Fiora's heated skin. Once the cock had been jerked dry into her folds, it thrust a few times before it finally retreated.
"So you want a hand job?" Fiora asked with a hard swallow as another cock was pushed into her. This time it came in fast through both portals but then slowed down to a weird gyrating movement. Like the owner wanted to milk himself thoroughly without haste after the first deep lunge. The movement made sure the semen from the last climax dripped out of the princess's vulva. It was now definitely going to leave a stain on the couch if she stood up.
"Maybe, for now, we can start slow. Even if such acts are terribly mundane to such as myself, when someone so young and beautiful as you does them with such a shy face, there is still something exquisite about them," Logar explained while breathing into Fiora's neck. He was clearly loving his own voice even in this situation. Almost as much as the cock that slowly slid inside the princess's body loved to take its time.
Suddenly Fiora really hoped Logar just wanted the hand job, she felt his pretty decent-sized manhood through his undergarment and it would be a simple matter of slipping her fingers in to free the cock into her grip. Just thinking of doing so ragged the princess's breathing in the utterly deranged situation. Every time the prince stopped talking he landed at least one more gentle kiss on her neck while making sure he sucked away any traces of saliva.
"If it is just one... hand job," Fiora uttered and flipped the cock into her hand. It was definitely far bigger than she had expected from a fellow elf. But it still had the silky perfect skin that felt exquisite for the touch.
"If you wish, I can perform a similar act on you, I have been told by countless beautiful women such as yourself that I'm quite skilled with my hands... among other talents," Logar voiced and let his right hand drop from Fiora's jaw to her crotch, it got dangerously close to the place where a cock was using the princess's walls to milk its seed into the second portal.
"No, definitely not, just let me do this and leave," Fiora almost panicked and used her left hand to lift the intruder up only for it to grab her breast through the robes.
"If you so insist but I guarantee you, it's more your loss than mine," Logar whispered into Fiora's ears even as he began a breast massage. Before she had only gotten one by the hands that had come to her through portals but somehow this one made her melt and tingle far more despite the hand not even being against her bare skin.
Logar initiated a stronger assault on Fiora's neck while he clearly expected her to start serving his cock and not just hold it. Though before she began that act, yet another cock was pulled out and replaced inside of her. This time it was another orc of half-orc that stretched her wide while plunging through the second portal with ease. Though this one thrust fast enough to still drag his tip in and out of the womb-guarding portal.
Fiora gritted her teeth while simply staring at the floor on her side. If she would have closed her eyes, at least one of the acts would have been projected by her mind into her vision through some feral connection.
"Such a gentle caress, I always thought you were so full of fire, not that I mind. Seeing you this submissive is highly arousing to me," Logar mused and even as Fiora still did not want to look at him her hand began to jerk him as fast as she could. It created a wide smile on the prince's lips but no comment departed from them.
Without even focusing on it, Fiora's hand synced its movement with the fast pulsing cock using her folds as a pleasure hole. Even in her mind owners of both cocks must have felt almost the same as she squeezed both of them equally hard.
But it was Logar who climaxed first under Fiora's reckless assault. She only realized it when her hand felt hot slime rubbing all over it. The prince began nibbling her neck with teeth like a promise that if she kept going hard, so would he. Suddenly he no longer cared about spreading saliva all around her skin but Fiora stopped her hand just when his teeth pressed their first bite. Logar immediately loosened his jaw and instead slid his tongue up to the other elf's ear.
This time when Logar lifted his hand to Fiora's jaw, he used it to tilt her face towards him. His lips traveled to her gaping counterparts and pressed into them. Saliva and tongues mixed while the prince sucked her tongue into his mouth. For a moment her pulse almost throbbed harder than the orcish cock ravaging her swollen folds.
Logar's hands moved down Fiora's body and for a moment a weird excitement filled her. That he would find her deranged secret and humiliate her with it. But her desire for it passed almost faster than Logar's lips parted.
"We both know you will never be a suitable ruler for our fine city and you barely want it yourself," Logar voiced with a suddenly harsh tone. He held Fiora's jaw to keep eye contact and somehow even her eyes sharpened from the harsh words even as they rang true even to her.
"So I have been thinking ideas that might please both of us," Logar added and moved his left hand to hold the back of Fiora's head, like he wanted to embrace it as much as possible. "Marry me and before you say it, I obviously know our clans are not compatible and the offspring would have... more or less unstable magic."
Logar winced like he had forgotten Fiora still gripped his cock and the pressure had just become stronger than before. What annoyed the princess the most was his tone's shift to the usual condescending one he used in the meetings. Like all of this had just been some game for him to gain an advantage.
"But it would be only to please your mother and we can consider it... open marriage where both can have lovers or even concubines as much as we want," Logar kept talking like he considered Fiora's lack of retorts as some kind of agreement. Though she was so close to just hurling random insults the moment the cock in her pussy stopped its last rampage to milk its seed out. She was nearing a point where she was not sure what would come out if she tried to talk.
"You could honor her legacy and I could help you by ruling as your regent husband," Logar kept talking but then Fiora's eyes spotted the servant that had come with the prince. He was staring at both of them from a distance with an emotionless face.
"He was here the whole time?" Fiora uttered more to herself than anybody else. Even if she was not always the most meticulous person around, the fact she could have just forgotten he had entered the room troubled her more than anything else.
"Don't mind about him, he is very loyal and likes to watch. Just the fact there aren't any rumors about... other little secrets should prove that," Logar replied and reached for one last kiss to Fiora's neck before standing up to escape the grip on his deflating cock. Fiora just stared at him while trying to understand every possible implication of the ancient elf's words. Maybe he actually knew something or was simply playing a game of knowing something and trusting she had some secret.
"No need to hurry thinking about that proposal, our current ruler probably has a few millennia left in her with the power she wields," Logar mused while stepping towards the door. He barely fixed his robes like he did not really dare to touch the mess that his climax had caused within them.
"Could I interest you in a relaxing group path? My servant can wash both of us or you can simply watch," Logar voiced with his seductive tone that no longer fooled Fiora. Or at least she hoped she had begun to figure him out despite not being able to really specify what she had figured out.
"I think I will pass... I have work to do," Fiora replied while still staring at the floor. She had not stood up and trusted her visitors would find their own way out.
"Until next time then, my beautiful princess," Logar mused and walked out of the door without waiting for a reply.
For a moment Fiora just sat there, she did not even need to check with her hands to know the couch under her was utterly ruined along with her robes. So she swallowed hard while still trying to think despite the next brand new cock thrusting into her folds.
Suddenly Fiora felt far more relaxed than before and laid more freely against the cushioned seat. And suddenly she did not want to think any of the troubles she had. Only to surrender to the line of cocks that kept coming into her one by one.
"Like there would be a next time, you delusional creep, I'm taking a break," Fiora announced to herself and used a portal to deliver a glass jug of water to her hand. She was feeling very thirsty and was definitely not going to summon a servant to pour her a cup. So she drank straight from the source and even let some of it drip down her cheeks. It made her remember the saliva on her neck and the suddenly flustered elf maiden washed it away with her hand.
"Sick disgusting creep, you even dare to suggest something so revolting," Fiora flared and seemingly regained her composure. Then she relaxed back on the couch with a self-assured grin.
Fiora was not sure how long the cocks just kept coming into her one by one. She kept trying to guess how their owners looked and how much they were enjoying her special place. But at some point, one of the cocks simply holstered in and refused to move.
"Is this a challenge? If you won't move, I won't move you. It's not like I need this more than you," Fiora exclaimed to the room and crossed her hands. But the longer the man simply held his cock in, the better it felt. After so many hard thrusting cocks that made her pussy swell and throb, this new experience felt oddly calming even as her walls kept pulsing a bit.
Eventually, Fiora yawned and fell asleep on the couch. It could have been minutes or hours but then she woke up to a knock on the door behind her.
"Just cum," Fiora uttered half-asleep. She was too tired to even care what she had said while the door opened. The cock was still faithfully holstered into her as both had refused to move it.
"My mistress, I have come to do my daily report on the cults," a servant named Zion voiced. He was a handsome half-elf with short blond hair and green eyes. He kind of reminded Fiora about the female half-elf that was her favorite to observe at the gloryhole.
"Just..." Fiora was about to tell the servant to just leave but then she felt a bit weird. Like the other bracelet was near her. Her purple eyes dilated and she looked over her shoulder. The magical connection was unmistakable and she was convinced in seconds by staring at Zion's pants that what was hidden within.
"Something wrong?" Zion asked with a head tilt. Even if he had been another void mage, he could not have been able to really tell that the portals were connected just from the chaotic flow of void magic since he would not have been the one who made them. Not that he was one.
"Nothing, I'm tired, you can leave," Fiora voiced while turning away from him and freezing to her seat.
"Yes mistress, have a pleasant rest," Zion replied with a nod and left seemingly without realizing where his manhood was truly resting.
"He can't know, if he did... just what is this mess," Fiora uttered and stood up without even looking at the mess she had left on the couch. She simply used a portal to drop it to the sea under the floating city-state.
Next, Fiora used special portals to swap her robes and clean her body before entering the void. All the while Zion's cock kept holstering into her pussy.
In the void, Fiora opened far too many viewing portals that should have been necessary to track Zion walk down the corridor and down the stairs into his private sleeping chamber. There he sat down on his desk and began taking bags out of his black travel robes.
"Finally a god that can make me really rich," Zion mused and poured one of the bags into a blow. Then he began counting its contents into a small notebook. He was talking in a tone that was different from the one he used when talking to the princess. If considering that, Fiora realized that Zion most likely was the high priest of her goddess cult despite that greedy man sounding different.
"Or what say you, my cock-holster goddess? What is that, you love cock and will make me all the money I desire," Zion mused with a grin. But still, his sharp eyes and hands moved with great precision to catalog his new treasures.
"That greedy deranged pervert, you have to be the high priest... but does he know?" Fiora flared and uttered while trying to think if there had been even one instance any of her servants saw her using her magic. There had been none she could think of unless her mother had been far more careless than she claimed.
"But damn you feel good just keeping it in, I bet even my beautiful mistress Fiora can't compare to you," Zion kept talking like he had gotten relatively used to doing it with the bracelet.
"Yes she does... but he does not know?" Fiora exclaimed to herself in the void while letting her hands slide down her purple-robed stomach. "If he does not know... I have to... let him keep doing this... or he might learn."
Fiora swallowed hard and thought of the times she had watched Zion jerk his cock to a drawing of her he had made. Even if she had masturbated to that too, she had been thinking how his cock felt and now she knew, very much so.
"And I guess this is the right thing to do, for all the fun times we had," Fiora panted and used a portal to strip her clothes. The bound portal going through another portal made it pulse but it was not as impossible as two unbound portals overlapping. So she had to shut down the second portal in her pussy for a moment and Zion's cock pressed into her inner gate for a few seconds. Just the thought he could have timed his climax made Fiora grin with a tremble.
"I'm not evil enough to drop an innocent man to the sea, so I have to let him keep doing this," Fiora kept talking and slid her hands to her heavily swollen clit. Even if she was not going to move the cock for him, it did not mean she could not deal with her own urges. But before she began to do so, a knock came to the door that jolted Zion into action more than her. He quickly hid all of his valuables into a bag that he slid behind the desk. To a space between it and the wall.
"Come in," Zion grunted and Fiora's another servant named Eric walked into the room. He was also a half-elf but had more muscle mass than most of his kind.
"Heard you finally came back, time to pay back your shift debts," Eric grunted with agitated eyes.
"You know I'm good... and I got something really special for you to use," Zion replied with a polite smile and stood up. Then he turned around and dug the portal bracelet from his pants in a way the other man did not notice. But Fiora definitely did as even her high elf pussy gaped a moment before clamping shut.
"You can't mean... you are going to let... Eric to use me too," Fiora uttered while the times she had watched him masturbate come to her mind. She swallowed hard while thinking of his muscular body and a cock that was bigger than most half-elves. Not to mention he treated it like some toy he needed to punish to reach a climax.
"I just want the coins, haven't been with a whore for a week," Eric voiced and gave a glance at his feet. "Our mistress bent over a few days ago and can't get that out of my mind."
"Aah, so it's that this time, I guess muttering about my neck-line every time was getting a bit creepy," Fiora shrugged to herself.
"My condolences, I'll let you test it first, but I can guarantee you don't want whores after this," Zion grinned and locked the bracelet to a wall with a minor spell, then he took out a drawn torso portrait of Fiora. It wore no clothes and her lips were open with a hanging tongue. Though the breasts were not exactly shaped like the real ones. The perky mounds lacked the lewd cock-sized gape from the middle.
"That going to get you in more trouble than your usuals if someone learns you drew that," Eric grunted while looking at the weird purple vortex inside the bracelet that was just at the right fucking height for him. But despite some hesitation, he dug his manhood out.
"Why would you get in trouble just from that? I already know you jerk to them every night," Fiora shrugged. Her eyes were locked into the familiar cock that she was getting a bit excited to personally experience the first time.
"Only if someone tells our beautiful mistress or her mother," Zion shrugged while offering the weird fuck-altar with a smirk. "You are going to be the first one testing out this set-up."
"What I should get mad about is you using me like some pleasure toy," Fiora flared while Eric plunged his cock into the vortex. It spread her open with ease even as she applied pressure to the man-meat like to suck it in a moment later.
"But I guess it's fair... after all I'm familiar with your cock," Fiora uttered while Eric did his first thrusts. He stared at the drawing with burning eyes and let his hip move with strength after the initial hesitation. Even the elf princess's elastic walls were pushed for a moment by his suddenly fast assault before they adapted.
Fiora positioned herself in the void like she was laying behind the wall with raised legs. Thinking and seeing how the man fucked her like just a pleasure hole while staring at her drawn face, made the increasingly lustful princess feel so very weird. Like the excitement of him knowing and not knowing what he was fucking at the same time was too much for her mind to handle.
"What in the seven heavens is this? Like fucking a goddess or something," Eric grunted and slowed down a bit. But his tip definitely kept going in and out of the inner portal while Fiora's walls did their best to pleasure him.
"Exactly," Zion grinned and sat back down.
"Never mind, I don't want to know, you probably stole this from some noble or demon lord all I know," Eric voiced and quickened his pace again. Fiora held her gaping face while she realized he fucked her just like he jerked his cock. In fast bursts but then slowing down or stopping now and then to prolong the act. Fiora knew he usually lasted around ten of the fast attacks on his cock so her mind began counting them on its own.
"It was gifted to me by a heavenly goddess, you are free to join her cult, all she wants is your cock," Zion mused. At that moment what Fiora wanted was definitely the cock. Zion had been holstering into her for so long and Eric was not showing her any mercy, just like she had imagined.
"That's some horny goddess, what's her name?" Eric asked during his next pause.
"Merciful Goddess Fiora, at your service, please level your seed out through the second portal," she uttered in the void, her thighs were framing her torso while she felt more and more ecstasy. It was nearing levels that she had not thought possible and none of the previous cocks came even close to comparing with the milder reactions they had caused.
"Goddess of the Fuck Bracelet... some called her that. She goes by many names with us mortals," Zion replied while Eric accelerated again.
"Deranged... so deranged," Fiora panted while almost gagging out her tongue. Her eyes tilted while she prepared for a climax that was going to be far stronger than any she had endure with almost casual demeanor that day.
"She told you that? I'm loving this slut goddess already," Eric voiced before starting the last quick pumps that made him climax way before what he was used to just with his hand.
"And I love your fat cock, ihiii... cock... ihiii," Fiora panted and moaned. Even as Eric shot his seed through the second portal, she too climaxed with pulsing trembles. Filled with pure sensations that washed away all her worries. At that moment the line of being used and being the user blurred in her mind. As she was the one who was definitely using the cock for her pleasure.
"Ooh fuck, I think I made the goddess cum," Eric grunted while he milked his seed. Fiora's convulsing high elven walls helped him with it by their almost unnatural movements only rare humans got ever to experience.
"Sure you did, that's what they all say," Zion shrugged and Fiora uttered. "They all say?"
"You gonna let me use this when I want since we such good friends?" Eric asked and pulled out. He had done such a good job with his pump that none of his seed had even burst on Fiora's folds on his way out.
"The first time is free, you gotta pay in the future if you want to use it, like all the others," Zion voiced and stood up. He walked next to the bigger man like to make sure he won't steal anything.
"I'm just some filthy cock-hole top you? Just something you sell?" Fiora panted while her hands slid to her throbbing clit. Despite its weird soreness after such a long day, it still wanted more of her touch like some broken toy that did not know when to stop.
"Ighhii," Fiora let out a weird sound when Eric pushed his fingers through the portal to feel her up and the climaxing princess only barely managed to retreat with her own. Some of them pushed into her folds while his thumb and index gripped her silky pubes on her mound.
"I'm starting to think this is an actual goddess, feels like a really pretty cunt and not just some magic trick," Eric commented. His fingers were far gentler than his cock had been and he quickly pulled out after the test.
"I told you," Zion shrugged and did a similar touch-test since he had not done it before. He gave a swirl to the princess's clit but also quickly retreated like he was doing something he was not supposed to. During the day he declared "only cock allowed" to the bracelet and had himself too began to assume something bad would happen if something else went in.
"Well, I'm leaving you to have your own fun, gotta few things to pick up. The maids said the mistress needs a new guest couch. Wonder what happened to that," Eric shrugged. One of Fiora's maids must have opened the door to check after Zion left. The realization made the princess check with a portal how a few maids were doing their evening cleaning in her office. None seemed to be doing anything unusual.
"I knew I were your favorite, taking me in so eagerly," Zion commented while he pushed his manhood into Fiora's still convulsing insides. He was clearly not planning to just hold it in this time.
"No I don't I came for Eric, I'm just letting you do this to keep my cover," Fiora panted. "Just cum, you greedy priest and be done with it."
"You like this, don't you? Princess Fiora," Zion voiced and stroked the drawing on the wall. But his words were still enough to dilate the elf maiden's eyes.
"Only because it's a cock, I could cut it off you know," Fiora flared even as she had completely adapted to Zion's insertion. Like her elastic walls already knew what shape to take from memory.
"My beautiful mistress, one day I will have the power and the money to entice you to be my lover," Zion told the portrait and Fiora replied without being heard. "No you won't, unless you know what you are doing right now, there is no way that could ever happen."
"I will fuck you like this... whenever I please and you will beg me to do it as I will be holding the city's trade as a hostage," the part-time cult priest kept talking. Despite her words, the princess was hugging her knees to squeeze her breasts while taking the cock with a tilted grin.
"You sick pervert, just wait for me to make you beg... and fuck you when I want... which is never," Fiora muttered. Even as she was not being driven towards a climax, Zion's half-elf skin was truly relaxing after the last rapid assault into her folds.
"Too bad you are a princess, way too high in the ladder for me to reach in my reduced lifetime," Zion suddenly grinned and sped up his pace. "If only... if only."
"Damn greedy idiot, you don't know, If only I saw your face when you learn, which is never going to happen," Fiora declared like a victor even as Zion pumped his seed into her folds. When he pulled out, she stayed in her position like expecting another cock to come even as she saw that none were available.
"Well, good night my favorite goddess," Zion mused and took off the bracelet from the wall and hid the drawing. Then he kissed the bracelet and hid it too into a bag that was placed under his pillow like his most valued possession.
"Like I want to hear that from a greedy fake priest like you," Fiora muttered and reluctantly shifted to stand in the void. Then she shut down the portals and used water from another portal to wash away Zion's seed far more thoroughly than would have been needed.
"Maybe I should just portal all your treasure into the sea... or onto the street," Fiora grinned while she watched Zion hide the haul from today into the wall and under the floor. He had clearly developed many clever hiding positions into his small room.
But even as the naughty-feeling princess thought of the things she could do, she remembered the thing she should be doing. The task that she had to complete or risk being punished by the grand princess.
"Why did I have to remember it now," Fiora uttered and quickly went into her office after putting some clothes on with a portal. But still, she got barely anything done as her mind had all kinds of weird things distracting her.
And so Princess Fiora learned who the high priest was and she spent the whole night trying to reason herself into a situation where she could not stop letting the men use the bracelet. She was just a powerless maiden who had been forced into the situation and she had to keep up with her cover or something bad would happen. So she might as well enjoy the situation since nothing was her fault. Over and over again, each and every one of the cocks that came seeking pleasure from her body through the bracelet.
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