Roger and the Lesbian Elves

by MadHat886

A man name Roger must save his wife from the clutches of lesbian Elves. By Krellscholar. While looking through some old files, I found this old story in my files that's not mine. Seeing how it's not anywhere else since Greyarchive site shut down, I decided to post it. And it's been more then 10 years since the writer has posted anything.

26. Roger Discovers Where He Really Stands 2

"Come with me, My Dear!" went the Dark Lord Consort as she took Harley Quinn by her upper arm, literally wrapping her inhumanly long and powerful hand completely around Harley's muscular upper arm, and tugged powerfully on her as they made for another oak door set in the wall opposite that from which Moira had entered.

Straining to maintain her street-wise countenance, Harley staggered after her.

The second door opened into a hallway, ridiculously dimensioned of course, that led, some two hundred feet away, to yet another ten foot high oak door. The hall was just as tall as Moira's 'bedroom', and was lit only by windows just under the roof/ceiling that lined both long walls. A laid down rug, blood red and running the entire length of the hallway, stifled the sounds of their strides.

Since there were no pictures hung on the walls, nor furniture on the floor, Harley stared at the towering 'woman' 'guiding' her to the other door.

Maybe not an actual foot taller, she was at least a good head taller than Harley. At Harley's eye level, those tits...jutting cones resembling horizontal mountain peaks... up close, looked even firmer, fuller, and more...attractive than before. There was not so much as a jiggle from them as the two of them quickly strode down the hall.

The woman's belly was athletically smooth and flat, without a trace of blemish or unsightly bulge. Well, not entirely 'bulge'-free...

There was that 'bulge' that periodically pushed out the front of the woman's ankle length skirt as she stepped...

But Harley was well aware of her 'weakness' for over-average scaled male appendages (like that packed by her "Puddin'"!), so she tried, quite unsuccessfully, to ignore what was outlined by Moira's skirt with every other of her strong strides down the hallway!

But, naturally, she couldn't...

By the time they reached the other door, Harley's very good (and very...unique) mind was boiling with suggestions as to what (As if you didn't know, Harley!) was swinging between Moira's long, smooth thighs!

And how much bigger it was than Joker's!

Or, for that matter, Batman's!

Well, she had always had a 'soft spot' for men's 'big problems'! That's why she became a psychiatrist!

When Moira opened the next door, Harley saw another room of almost identical dimensions. Moira then dropped her other hand to nonchalantly cup and squeeze the Human woman's firm and expansive ass with gentle, yet awesome power.

"In you go, my Dear!" Moira sang.

Harley jerked her goosed hips forward, her eyes popping open momentarily. Then she took three quick strides to escape the ass grabbing hand and turned to face the grinning groper. "A...an...and just where am I...we...er..." she gasped, trying to regain her composure.

Then her eyes dropped from Moira's face to that...tent that had just formed in the front of her skirt!

But, damn! It was huge!

Gnawing on her lower lip, which had become Harley's habit when facing something that had become really, really...arousing, she looked back up at the grinning Dark Lord Consort.

She was no longer angry at the goose...

More fearful... Fearful at what she saw in that tent...and, too, how aroused it had made her!

Without her wanting to!

Effortlessly!

Moira looked down at the Court Jester frocked woman before her. Her smirk widened irritatingly as she took in the over half inch long nipples jutting far out through the snug material of the suit.

"This is the...private chambers of My Lord and Master, Lord Chaos..."

"Lord...'Chaos'? Just who goes around by that name..."

"Silence, My Dear!" Moira came back, her voice calm but sharp.

Harley went silent with a clunk of her closing teeth when that tent jumped massively out at her with Moira's exclamation of anger.

"There is much you need to learn, here, My Dear!" Moira went on, eyes gleaming. "My Lord and Master, Lord Chaos...and now YOUR Lord and Master, My Dear, will be...educating you! And do not be fearful, Woman!" Then Moira looked over Harley's right shoulder. As Harley followed, turning her head briefly over her shoulder, Moira went on, "Many, including Human females, have learned to...welcome his teaching techniques!"

Harley's jaw suddenly dropped as she took in the vertical box rack behind her. It looked just like the one in Moira's 'bedroom'!

Only this one had an occupant!

"Mrs. Hobson at one time was...reticent to accept my, and My Lord Chaos', invitation to stay with us for the duration..."

The woman was tied, spread eagled to the four corners of the rack, absolutely stripped. Her body shone with copious amounts of streaming sweat and...other fluids!

As Harley turned her head back, a mask of feminine shock across it, she heard the most chilling whimpers coming from the wildly panting woman.

"After a couple of days under the 'influence' of My Lord and Master," Moira continued matter-of-factly, "she has formed a new...attitude regarding our hospitality!"

Subconsciously Harley nodded as she looked back. Mrs Hobson was quivering, whining, dripping with horrible, nerve-rattling, lust! Harley had never seen a woman or girl so...worked up! Her nipples, topping exceptionally full, pear shaped and womanly breasts, had to be an inch long and rock hard! Her wet, smooth belly heaved dramatically as she panted, nostrils flared and teeth clenched. Her eyes were wide and wild.

And those white and wide eyes were fixed on...that bulge in Moira's skirt!

One look between her willingly wide spread thighs showed an embarrassing aroused and soaked pussy. Her labia hung over and inch downward and shone with fluid. She had strands of viscous woman lubricant hanging and dripping from her well spread and parted labia, forming a little pool of feminine need on the floor beneath her. Her completely unhooded clit had to be over an inch outside of its protective sheath.

And the woman wouldn't...couldn't take her eyes off that tent in Moira's skirt!

What was under that skirt?!

("Oh, Harley!" she silently told herself after her last secretive glance at it. "You know what is under there! You just don't think you can keep what's left of your sanity if you face it! You are not in Kansas anymore! This place is nuts, even for you!")

Moira, as if what Harley was thinking about, worrying about, didn't matter...which was probably true, went on, "My Lord and Master is out...exercising."

She tilted her head to Harley's left where another oaken door, some one hundred or more feet down the room, remained closed. No sooner than did Harley focus on the door than, as if on cue, came a dim, but distinctive shriek from behind that door.

Most who were uninitiated to the sounds made by females under sexual duress would have interpreted that uninhibited howl as an indication of extreme pain...

Harley, who was not in the least way uninitiated to the experiences and methods of sexual torture, thanks to her 'boyfriends' like the Joker, recognized the wanton cry as that generated by the extreme opposite of non-pleasure...

When she looked back, speechless for once, to Moira's small smile graced face, she saw the 'woman' nod in understanding.

"He will be back shortly. I must go. Do what you are commanded, instantly, and you will be able to recall your experience in you memories of old age and, perhaps, fondly so! Looking at you," Moira hesitated as her glowing red eyes went over Harley's lush curves, "I suspect you will...enjoy serving My Lord and Master!" Then, with an evil smirk, she left.

Roger tried not to stagger as he walked back from the quietly gurgling stream to a rather startled looking Hermione. He had some difficulty in tucking his most effectively drained, but still superhumanly swollen, Loki Cock back into his kilt. He tried not to notice, but the Schoolgirl Mage, still enticingly topless, gawked openly at his shiny with Elf spit, freshly cleaned by Guild Elf oral bath, still metaphysically distended prick as he struggled to 'put it away' before he got to her.

His balls, too, were substantially smaller (about the size of baseballs instead of softballs) also, thanks to Flare.

By the way, the same Flare who had rejected his offerings of 'love' (Whatever he meant by that for, after the most delicious and wonderful 'experience' Flare had just orally and enthusiastically performed for and on him, he no longer felt that he really knew what he wanted when he used the word 'love'!), and then dropped to her knees to inhale his divine hose and suck an incredible load of coagulated nut-pudding out of him!

What a girl!

As he somewhat slowly walked away she was still at the stream, still on her knees, cleaning her face...

Clean her face in the most unique, talented, and practiced Guild Elf way!

As he retreated from the quietly triumphant, and noisily face cleaning Elf sex warrior, he recounted his quiet and, he realized now, inevitable defeat to Guild Elf manhandling tactics and skill:

Roger hadn't lasted two minutes once that Guild Elf had hauled his furiously stiff prick completely down her throat by the merciless and, for a male, totally undeniable grip she had on his hot and heavy balls. Awesomely engulfed in one mind numbing swallow, buffed by velvet-lined, feet long tongue to red and jumping ripeness, then vacuumed to uncontrollable spewgasm by the wondrous snugness and suction of her steed-cock exercised throat, he hardly had the time to grimace like he was suffering a heart attack and fill his fists with her bright, curly blond hair before crying out just one warning roar of masculine sexual downfall.

Then...defeat!

But even in defeat, he made her work for it! No fewer than five rapid fire jets of wormy, coiled wadd, one immediately following the other, spewed from her nostrils as he moaned like a mortally wounded animal!

Literally seconds after the nostril spewing began, from around her tight lip lock on the base of his arm thick pole, came belching yet further waves of testicle goop. Endless waves and gushes of bright white, lumpy and slimy babystuff poured greasily down her convulsively swallowing, cock filled throat and out her wildly stretched mouth. The waves hung, swung, and then poured down her chin, soaking her untied vest and coating her delicious, lushly smooth, teenager fine flesh from her chin down to below her indented navel. At least a half dozen massive waves of cum erupted from her stuffed mouth and flooded nostrils before the brave Elf lost control of the outrageously sized, throat stuffing prick and was forced to give up Roger's jumping meat.

Temporarily...

But no sooner was his towering, saliva soaked and berserkly cum jetting prick once again in the cool, clean air of Alfheim than Flare reacquired it in her greedy and powerful hands...

Jacking him in a cum tossing blur, she immediately reestablished his convulsive cum pumping. With him a helpless wadd fountain, paralyzed and nearly doubled over her, she pressed her already semen-smeared face to the underside of his spouting glans and applied her miraculous Elf tongue to every part of the tumescent tool it could reach.

Which was nearly every bit of his eighteen inch Elf-feeder!

Keeping him relentlessly spewing spooge until there would be no more spooge in him to spew, she stared up at him, stared up at him around his jumping manhood, as he helplessly, joyously, and cooperatively emptied his nuts...

All over that beautiful face...

Until and past when she could no longer see through the wadd running in waves over her forehead, eyes, nose and cheeks!

As Flare took her time, and her tongue, to clean his coagulated testicle quiche off her face, Roger managed to stuff his prick back into his pants...er...kilt, and look sheepishly at a visibly impressed Hermione.

Tying the rope around his waist, he stopped before the Mage. She immediately pushed the uniforms and swords into his hands. Then they stood, staring silently at each other, for a good minute.

Finally Hermione, with a totally straight face, said, "Got the answer you were looking for?"

Roger, blushing hotly, looked down at the uniforms in his hands. "You were right."

"Of course I was!" Hermione replied, then hesitated. With a sigh, she looked over at the still face cleaning Elf. "You know, you were downright...impressive with her!"

Roger looked up with a start.

Hermione looked back at him with a little smile. "I mean it! I've never seen a steed give up to the Guild as much as you just did! Such 'donations' means something to those Guild Elves! And, I think, especially to Flare! No wonder Flare l...likes you so much!"

"Yes, I suppose so! But she doesn't love me!"

Hermione dropped her smile. "Well, maybe she doesn't 'love' in the way you are familiar with, from Earth, from Humans with their romantic novels and soap operas. But I think that before this is over you, and her...hell, Gem and Stryker and most of those Guild Elves!...will find a way to make you forget that stuff!"

Roger grinned and nodded. "I...I hope so!"

"You know," Hermione added in a more serious vein. "Becoming Loki is going to require some...personality changes on your part..."

Roger's grin dropped in turn. He hadn't really given much thought to that! Of course! Being a God is one hell of allot different than being Roger...or any other job! Maybe that included 'love'?! As in "Gods cannot afford to 'love'?"

"But we will cross that bridge when we come to it!" Hermione went on, brightening up. "You have a Guild Elf Commander to...deal with next!"

Roger rose upright, then nodded. Turning towards where a still stark naked Gem was packing her saddlebags, he stepped off.

"By the way," Hermione called out to him as he walked away, "Just because we are 'friends', doesn't mean you can't use that big, bad...man-thing on me once and awhile, does it?"

Roger grinned over his shoulder at her.

"I'd like that!" she said as he got out of earshot. She added, more quietly, "I'd really would like that!" Then she sighed wistfully. The way he spooged Flare's face was...moving! Made her almost wish she was an Elf, so she could swallow horsecock!

Then the Schoolgirl Mage turned and walked towards a still kneeling Flare.

To help the Elf with her facial cleaning...

Through the use of the Mage's own tongue!

As soon as Moira had departed through the same door as which they had entered, Harley turned and rushed to Mrs. Hobson, chained naked, sweaty, and spread wide in the rack.

The obviously Human woman was a sight! Quivering as if on the edge of a monumental orgasmic event, her eyes were hysterically wide and white, her jaw clenched so firmly Harley thought she'd crack her teeth!

Harley immediately began opening the manacles. "Who are you? What is happening here" Who was that...woman?" she babbled as she first released Carolyn's ankles, then wrists.

Carolyn Hobson collapsed into Harley's arms as soon as the last manacle was released. Harley managed to drag the violently quivering woman to the nearby, huge, and disarrayed bed.

"You shouldn't have freed me..." Carolyn gasped as her big, pear shaped tits soaked Harley's tit draping suit. By the time the two of them could fall onto the unmade bed, the front of Harley's jester suit looked like she was in a wet t-shirt contest.

"What do you mean?" Harley replied, once they were laying on the edge of the bed.

"Fuck me!" was all Carolyn could say, very hoarsely, her eyes suddenly and rapidly roaming over Harley's impressive clinging wet cloth covered tits. "Please! I can't stand it! Please! I gotta cum!"

Harley gawked in turn at the woman's pinup quality hooters, her always barely suppressed lesbian 'tendencies' rising to the surface. Those were a nice pair, alright! "What are you talking about? What has been happening around here?"

Carolyn suddenly reached out and cupped one of Harley's bra-less melons. She quickly went for her already pebble hard nipple, pinching it firmly, but sensuously.

Harley winced, but in serious, real pleasure. Damn but that felt good! Way too good! Then she gasped as the pleasure, and her pant, built rapidly and relentlessly.

The woman smirked or smiled as she watched Harley close her eyes in building bliss. "I am Carolyn Hobson...Oh, please, rub my pussy! I've been a prisoner of Chaos...ung!...Lord Chaos for...for...forever! He hasn't touched me...just let me watch him use that slut Kia! The way he uses that slutty Elf! And the little whore loved his use of her! Just to torment me she loved taking that long...hard...thick dark cock! Just to torment me! And he never touched me...did I say that? After awhile watching...hearing that slutty Elf squatting down on that huge...man-thing...gets to you! Now, I need it so bad! I can't think of anything else!"

"What? He never touched you? How did he get you so...?"

"Hot? Nothing! Never touched me! He has this effect upon females...especially Elves but Human's too! Makes you hotter than anything, just to be around the bastard! Oh, God, I'll go nuts if I can't cum!"

Harley nodded grimly. 'Nuts' she understood! "What about that...woman I came in her with?"

"She's Moira...his Bitch! Don't let her near you! She has...one between her legs, too! Don't let her get it between your legs, you'll never get away from her! Has one of the Dark Lords cock's...Chaos is a Dark Lord! Please, I can't make myself cum! I've tried! Only he can...or maybe just someone else! Please? Do me? OOO...Chaos is a sadistic bastard and enjoys making me hornier than hell, then leaves me hanging there, begging him for release! And Dark Lords are hung...did I mention that? Never seen so big...except...hung like demons he is! I've seen him break Elves into squealing sex-toys with that cock! Drove them sexually insane, bellies swollen, eyes bugging out... And watch out for his Bitch! I've watched Moira drive Human woman mad just putting it into them! Horrible...but right now I'd do anything to have him, or her, bend me over and..."

"Uh," Harley interrupted the whining, panting, gasping monologue before the woman could get too graphic. Things were really 'heating up' around here! She, herself, was getting downright 'randy' herself, and it wasn't just because Mrs. Hobson was working on her tit so effectively! "Look, we gotta get out of here! Before that Chaos gets back! Can you get us back to civilization if I get you outta here?"

Carolyn shook her head. "No one can! And you can't escape! No female has been able to escape...get away from...this Castle before Lord Chaos could at least fuck them once! And once you've been fucked by Him, you don't...gasp!...want to leave!

"You'll see that Elf, Kia! With him all the time...his main squeeze...used to be a Guild Elf...one of Queen Thora's best spies...now can't get her off of his big dick! Endlessly trying to climb up upon his Scepter, always keeping it big and hard and buried within her! You'll see!...All he does anymore is fuck that Elf...and anyone else Moira brings him! I have to admit that she is talented! But ...with that Elf gnawing on his prick he almost never holds Court! Moira does most of his planning for him! He just rubber stamps whatever she wants and she keeps him well supplied with ultra-horny pussy! Even with all the females Moira supplies him with, it's still mostly that Elf " She then grabbed Harley's left hand and pressed it between her thighs, right up against her bald and absolutely soaked pussy. "Please!...I gotta...have it!"

With a sudden, unrequested surge of fiery lesbo-lust, and a nod, Harley pressed her fingers in between the floppy labia and they abruptly disappeared into Mrs Hobson's snatch accompanied by a sloppy, syrup-like noise with fluid squirting all over as if the pussy was an overripe peach bursting under her fingers!

Mrs. Hobson moaned wantonly, sounding like she was trying out for a porn flic, while helplessly writhing and squirming on her back alongside Harley. Humping Harley's groping hand, she smiled most gratefully up at the Jester suited woman.

Then, with a crash, the door at the far end of the room slammed against the wall and Harley looked over her shoulder to see...

Roger, his arms full of swords and uniforms, carefully stepped up behind a Lady Gem seemingly completely preoccupied with stuffing her saddlebags. She was also deliciously naked, still.

Stryker was with her own steed, some six feet further down from Gem, and also preoccupied with loading her horse and being outrageously naked!

Roger continuously kept reminding himself not to stare at Gem's ass, especially when she bent over to pick up something on the ground and just happened to thrust those magnificent Guild Elf buns at him!

He kept reminding himself not to stare because he kept finding himself staring! Even with (temporarily) orally drained balls, he had to admit that Gem's tail was the...second best set of asscheeks in Alfheim...second only to Flare's!

Finally successfully raising his gaze from those alabaster loaves of face enwrapping gluteal buttmeat, he reminded himself that he wasn't here for her ass, for once!

Again, just like with Flare earlier, Lady Gem didn't notice him 'sneaking' up behind her! He had to clear his throat to get her attention.

Just like with Flare, Gem jumped up off her feet when she finally realized that someone was behind her! When she came back down, however, she spun around in a superhuman blur to face him with anime wide and white eyes.

Then, just like with Flare, her eyes still resembling flashing white saucers, her gawking, startled vision roamed all over his uncovered trunk, from his well defined pectorals down, slowly, to his much firmer and just as flat abdominals.

He suddenly realized that all the exercise he had been getting traveling with these Elves had...seriously improved his physique! They had just not noticed with the disguise he had been wearing.

HAD been wearing!

But, as he watched Gem's wide open gaze descend below his navel and hover around his, typically of late, flat loins, he thought that maybe something else was responsible for his impressively improved musculature since he had arrived here? Now he always had been in 'reasonable' shape, but even on those idyllic rides with Flare oh so long ago, he hadn't looked as 'bulked' up as he did now.

While not exactly the physique of a 'governator' of California, he definitely was 'filled out'!

Certainly, with his 'shirt' off, he looked pretty damn good to more than one Guild Elf!

Maybe it was the something he ate?

...or in his pants?

No, it came to him with sudden insight, the Brisingamen!

Maybe it was 'preparing' him?

"M'Lord!" Lady Gem gasped in honest shock, and not a little real awe, at his sudden appearance before her. Her eyes seemed to open even wider as her vision wandered over his physique. "I...we will be ready to leave for Alfheim in just a few minutes."

In turn Roger caught himself gawking down the front of the naked Guild Elf Commander. Those absolutely perfect conical and...big...tits! That smoothly flat belly and deep, dark indented navel! That jutting sex mound, without a hair for her hooded, seemingly always stiff clit to hide behind!

She was one nice piece of pussy his balls screamed at him!

Stupid! Every Guild Elf is the best piece of pussy any Man could ask for! This is serious! Get your mind out of the gutter, for once!

"Ah, Lady Gem, you will not be going to Alfheim."

Her head popped up. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that Hermione, myself, and...Flare are going to Alfheim. You and Stryker will not be."

Gem's jaw dropped. "And who made this decision! Queen Thora is captured..."

"I did," Roger blurted. Before Gem could go on, he added, "You and Stryker have a different mission to perform." Then he thrust the uniforms and swords into Gem's face.

Gem's gawking eyes dropped to the glinting sword blades atop the carefully folded uniforms. Her jaw dropped.

"For you!" Roger said as solemnly as possible. "For you and Stryker!"

He saw Stryker begin to approach, a curious frown upon her lush face.

Then Gem looked up into his face, her face scared with emotion. "Nay! I cannot accept!"

Roger saw her big, anime eyes fill with tears.

"We...I...have not the honor to accept these...gifts, M'Lord! I let my Queen be captured...taken...raped!" Big single tears ran down each of her pink cheeks. "I am no longer worthy of the sword or the uniform of the Guild!"

"I disagree. You and Stryker are still Guild. I want to prove to everyone, especially you, that you are still the great and honorable warriors you are famous for. That is why I am giving you this..." Roger replied. "...and a new mission! A mission to reclaim your honor, and help me!"

He stepped closer to her. "I cannot succeed with...the, er, your Princess without the help of the Guild! Your help! The Guild...your Queen and Army, must be freed. I am no longer going to leave Guild Warriors behind in captivity! But, I must go on to Alfheim...you understand this! You are the best...the Pride of the Guild. Only you can free your Sisters' from the Loki Kai! We cannot wait for my...transformation to Loki. It must be done before I can...get to the Princess. Thus, I am sending you back to the Pass..."

"What!?" he heard Stryker, stepping up behind the emotionally seized Gem, gasp out.

"...to avenge the Guild upon Desiree's monsters and free Queen Thora!" Roger roared back, handing a sword to Stryker.

The Guild Elf took the sword, staring at it with a frown. Then she held it up, looking it over fondly with a sudden big smile. Then the smile dropped again and she lowered the sword, her eyes carefully looking at her Commander's down-turned head.

"Lady Gem, I can't have the Loki Kai arriving hours after I defeat Desiree to rescue her! I will not have the forces to fight Desiree's, or Moira's, if she acts too, armies. I will NEED the Guild at my side if the Loki Kai move!" Roger said softly and carefully to the downtrodden Gem. "I cannot free the Guild, and your Queen! I CAN draw out our enemies to me in Alfheim so the Guild can defeat them...at Alfheim! The Guild must be freed before this can happen...and I cannot think of any...warrior that I would rather have on this quest...this mission...than you, Lady Gem! I truly believe, and so does Hermione, I believe, that this was what you were created for...This is your task, given to you by Lord Loki himself...Defeat the Loki Kai, free your Guild Sisters, and salvage the Honor of your Queen, Lady Gem!

"Only you can do this mission!"

Roger offered the sword handle, blade across his arm, to Lady Gem. "Do you accept the mission?"

Gem looked up at him. "Flare is to go with...you?"

Roger stilled himself. "Yes. I will need her in Alfheim!"

Gem's eyes didn't waver in their lock upon his. "She is still my...partner?" she said. It was distinctly a question, not a statement.

Roger blinked, once, then answered through a fear constricted throat, "As long as she wishes it, yes. She still..." the next word caught in his throat, "...loves you."

Gem looked down again, eyes closed, and took a deep breath. Raising her head back up, eyes now flashing, she said, much more like the Gem of old, "We will go! And woe to the Loki Kai we meet!"

Roger then took her sword hand, brought the back of the hand up to his bent over face, and said, "I have never met a more brave and honorable warrior than you, Lady Gem!" Then he kissed the back of her hand.

Gem just started at him afterwards, mouth open, cheeks flushed. Roger took the liberty to glance at her furiously erect nipples.

All she could reply with was a gasped, "M'Lord!"

"Kick some ape ass!" Roger replied.

Some hours after Gem and Stryker left camp to journey back along the trail they had just travelled, and Roger, Hermione, and a somewhat distressed-about-Gem's-fate Flare went the opposite direction, Desiree stepped out of the flat side of a particularly huge boulder that was part of a small pile of similarly huge boulders not one mile from Alfheim, the Capital of the Guild Elf Lands. She immediately stopped and, from her perch some forty feet above the grassy plain below, swept the cloudy horizon with an attitude and posture befitting the owner of said city and land.

She wore simply her ankle length, split sided "loin-cloth" skirt, and the long, powerful, and deliciously smooth thighs of her wide spread legs were completely uncovered by her skirt save the innermost sides of her thighs. She planted her fists on the very edge of her skirt, at the top of her wide hip bones. She was completely and gloriously topless, her magnificent tits, larger now since crushing the Guild Army and sexually dominating Queen Thora, now nearly matched the sexually enslaved Queen's own udders. Save they thrust straight out in gravity defying majesty, blemish-free cones that ended in severely pointed, conically shaped, crimson nipples.

Her 'six-pac' belly, model-smooth save for the ripples of powerful abdominal muscle just under the skin, hardly moved with her potent breaths through flared nostrils, her dark and deep navel not even moving. Those almost god-like belly muscles betrayed what 'muscle' lurked just under her skirt and between her wide spread, Elf entrapping thighs!

She took a long moment to gaze over the grasslands before her and the spired, 'Magic Kingdom' city of Alfheim just past them. Only then did she look up at the, unusual for Alfheim, overcast sky.

"Someone wasted no time once I defeated the Guild!" she said to no one.

Then the corner of her vision caught the dull colored column moving over from the horizon on her right, from Jotunheim! From the lack of coordination of the various rows and companies in the train, she immediately recognized Orcs on the march.

"Moira!" she growled. "So, you too, eh?"

The front of her skirt suddenly flipped forward and a...massive...tent formed before her.

With the tent flexing and bulging, she thought aloud, "Well, Moira, I hope you are prepared for a little payback! You had better have brought plenty of lube, because I've grown accustomed to goddess ass!"

Suddenly the sound of rocks and dirt being moved brought her vision down to the ground below her to her right. At the edge of the boulders, shielded by the rock outcropping she stood upon, there was a vigorous geyser of dirt and rocks flying up some ten feet into the air. As she watched, just before the geyser stopped, she caught the sight of three pairs of massively muscled, wide shoulders and powerful, long arms furiously digging.

When the hole calmed a solitary, black figure, armed with a curved sword, lithely climbed out.

"Embla!" Desiree said aloud. "Right on schedule!"

Embla quickly but carefully looked about, then turned back to the six foot diameter hole to where other white haired heads were gathered. She nodded at the heads, then looked towards the advancing Orcs.

Three further Drow exited and stood around their Queen, all looking where she was...at the Orcs. Silently she pointed her sword at the Orcs, then swept the sword blade in an arc from the lead Orcs to her left, to the South.

Immediately the three Drow nodded each three times, then they parted.

One leaned into the hole and began silently making short and rapid hand signals. The other two Drow sprinted down the edge of the boulders towards the North.

No sooner had the two Drow passed than the hole belched out scores of Drow warriors, armed with, no doubt, Drow poison tipped daggers, razor sharp curved Drow designed short swords, and four foot long lances, half of which was composed of a shiny, well sharpened tipped blade. Silently they gathered in tight formation, twenty-four to a rectangular group of four rows, then, upon the silent hand signals of their officer, they made for a specific location in a depression in the grasslands or under the shield of a couple of loose boulders.

Desiree, impressed with the silent precision of the Drow, saw the second Drow Officer stop some forty feet north of the first hole. With a tap of her sword hilt on the boulder located there, suddenly dirt and rocks began jetting up. In just two minutes more Drow were streaming, silently and lethally, from that hole.

By then the third Drow Commander had tapped the boulder approximately forty feet farther north than that and, eventually, her Division was streaming out to form ranks.

Desiree's grin broadened as, in just five more minutes, three full divisions of crack Drow troops, 360 white haired killers, were dispersed in the gullies and behind rock outcrops along the route of Moira's Orc army. They were spread as wide as the Orc army, which would be marching past them...crossing the Drow "T", so to speak. So the Drow could attack the entire Orc force simultaneous and at once.

The Orcs wouldn't even have the time to flee...

Desiree could hear the Orcs now.

She looked down at Embla, who proudly pointed her sword at her positioned troops. Desiree nodded her approval to the Drow Queen, then flexed her barely concealed cock, making her skirt flip up high enough for the Queen to get a good, long look at her huge and full nuts hanging over halfway down her thighs to her knees.

She saw Embla gasp and shudder at the potent display of her "reward".

Desiree felt that all was right in the world when she turned to face the upcoming battle as Embla moved to her troops.

Then..."AAAAEEEEE!" shrieked into her left ear and, before she could even turn her head, a black combat boot smashed into her left chin and drove her head around with neck snapping force, if she had been mortal, till her chin touched her right shoulder.

Her knees collapsed anyway and, as she squatted involuntarily, from out the corner of her left eye, she made out a female figure flash by her clothed in black from neck to toe.

She caught her fall with her right arm reaching behind her, but her reflexes had been briefly but seriously impacted by that kick. For a long, dangerous second she could do nothing but stare, glassy eyed, at the fuzzy black figure crouching some feet before her.

"W...W...Who?" Desiree managed to stumble out as her eyes began to focus, but the figure was moving...right at her!

"EEEEEIIII!" went the...it sounded like a human girl, not an Elf...just before that damned boot kicked her right chin and sent her somersaulting one complete revolution to her left. Desiree, fortuitously, smacked into another boulder with her left shoulder, then settled, somewhat shakily, to her feet.

With a shake of her head, now fully alerted to the danger of this...girl...her eyes abruptly focused.

It was a girl! Short black hair, face with notes of Elfish eyes, and clothed completely in a black leather, skin tight suit with a yellow outline of a...bat!? on her, not insubstantial, chest!

"Who are you, girl?" Desiree tried, one more time, to communicate with the, obviously dangerous, and courageous girl.

"AAAAH!" was all that came back from the extremely 'agitated' female. Then she was charging again!

But, finally, Desiree was ready for that! Extending her right arm, pointing her index finger at the ready to leap girl, Desiree roared, "NO!" And a lightning-like bolt of pure sex black magick shot from her fingertip to impact Batgirl's chest...

Right between her tits.

"Ah!" a much different sounding cry of shock and awe exited her as a wicked wave of pure arousal flashed through Cass', immediately overwhelming her nervous system and stopping her attack in its tracks.

Desiree extended her left arm, hand open, as a limp, horribly aroused Batgirl helplessly flew through the air towards her. With an "Urk!" Cass' flight was instantly stopped by Desiree's left hand gripping her smooth throat.

For a long moment Cass just hung there, held up by the omnipotent Desiree's grip on her throat.

"Now," Desiree replied with a growing smirk, "you will answer some questions, no? OOF!"

The bitch had kicked her in the stomach! Hard!

If it hadn't hurt so much, she would have acknowledged the obvious talent at close combat the girl possessed!

But then Batgirl sent a blistering left sweeping kick into Desiree's right ribcage!

Wincing while deliberately not rewarding the bitch with another grunt, Desiree had to admit she couldn't let this bitch continue to kick her, even though she was immortal!

That last kick would have broken most of her ribs if she were mortal!

With superhuman speed, Desiree stopped Batgirl's assault, then and there.

Right as Cass prepared another right leg kick, having just spread her legs to throw it, Desiree's right hand flashed between those spread thighs and cupped Cass' pussy!

"Let's see how you like this, bitch!" Desiree growled as she sent a massive bolt of pure black sex magick energy through her twat cupping palm.

Instantly Batgirl's kick was forgotten as her eyes blew open and bulged and her jaw dropped limply. Then, starting with her hips, the stiff quivering began. Faster and harder the hip shaking built until Cass was wildly humping Desiree's hand and her entire trunk was following in a brisk but sensuous sine curve of building...pleasure.

Within a minute Cass was whining a continuous "Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung!" in mindless, forced orgasms as she hung by Desiree's grip on her throat.

Desiree just smirked.

When, after well over a minute of grunting, humping orgasms, Desiree decided to release the helplessly exploding girl, Cass continued to mindlessly hump and cum for another good half minute before she could calm down.

Desiree admired the huge wet patch between the girl's legs. "Now, little girl, are you ready now to talk?"

Batgirl tried to kick the Aesir again, but her orgasm weakened legs were way too weak and slow and Desiree easily blocked them.

But her persistence finally tried the Aesir's patience. "I think you need some...extra-big persuasion, little Human pussy!" She growled and reached for her skirt waist with her free hand.

When Desiree's arm thick 'persuader' flipped up into the aroused Cass' face, spraying her face with metaphysical testiclepudding, Batgirl got the hint.

"NO!" Cass gasped, eyes locked on the...huge cockhead just under her chin. "You can't! I've never...it won't..."

"Oh! But it will, right now!" And another lightning-like bolt shot from Desiree's extending index finger.

Instantly, with but just a shriek from Batgirl, her suit exploded away from her body in hundreds of leather shards.

"My, my!" Desiree said, admiring the curvy and toned...and very naked body hanging before her. "You are attractive! I had forgotten how...entertaining young Human females could be! Properly prepared, of course!"

"No! Don't you dare!...Urk!" Cass tried to bark back.

Desiree, without even raising her eyes from admiring Batgirl's near hairless pussy, silenced Cass' cries by simply tightening her grip on her throat. Then she reached around and gripped the girl by her rock hard, though quite rotund, buttocks. The Aesir took the luxury of a moment to paw those meat-loaves before she looked over her shoulder.

Turning around, she carried the barely struggling Cass to the boulder's side, pressing Batgirl's back firmly into the rock.

Wide eyed, Cass remembered when, not that long ago, another freak had pinned her to a rock wall!

Then Desiree pressed her own lusciously naked, and awesomely powerful, body against Batgirl's. Taking her right hand, she seized Cass' left ankle and raised her leg up till her ankle was atop the Aesir's right shoulder.

Immediately Cass tried to bring the leg down.

With an ear splitting crack, the Aesir slapped Batgirl on her left bum, making the rock hard muscle underneath quiver and the girl gasp.

When the Aesir replaced Cass' left ankle upon her right shoulder, it stayed this time.

With a smirk, Desiree then released Batgirl's throat and used her left hand to raise Cass' right ankle up to the Aesir's left shoulder.

Both ankles stayed.

Still smirking arrogantly, Desiree then moved her hips back until her eighteen inch Loki Cock slipped up over Batgirl's upturned, and quite soaked, pussy. With firm pressure down onto Cass' wet and naked flesh, the Aesir ran the underside of her iron bar hard prick up over Batgirl's unhooded and seriously erect clit...

With the first slide of smooth, rigid cock flesh pressing her clit down onto her pubic bone, Cass knew she was doomed. She couldn't resist the impending pleasure that the intimate contact of Cock and clit promised.

And she was right.

"Ah! No! Please! Not that! UUUUUHHHHHH! Please! I'm dying! Ai! Ai! Ai! Ai! Ai! Ai! Ai! Ai! Ai! OOOH!" wailed the overwhelmed, and ultimately frustrated Batgirl as Desiree slowly, firmly, mercilessly used her Cock as a violin bow, running it up over and then down over Cass' exposed love button. With ruthless mastery she drove Cass to the very edge of bliss, then cruelly let her down without relief. Over and over that heartless Cock drove Batgirl to the very edge...

At the end of the second complete cycle Batgirl was whining like a whipped dog, tossing her sweaty head back and forth, nearly drawing blood from the grip her teeth had on her lower lip.

Once again Batgirl's hands were clutching hard, cold rock as outrageous, wonderful, obscene forced pleasure at the 'hands' of a monster claimed her.

Yet the monster hadn't let her cum!

She so much wanted to cum!

She'd do anything to cum!

"Look, my bitch!" Desiree growled.

Cass opened her eyes and hissed. Desiree had thrust her Cock completely over her clit, and the wide base was grinding down on her trapped and smothered button. The pleasure was...divine.

But the first sized cockhead was thrust up over her heaving chest, the piss slit mere inches from her nose...

She watched with utter fascination as pulses of coiled, tacky precum slid greasily out the inch long piss slit, which now resembled a vertical fish's mouth, opening and closing as globs of gunk flowed out. The precum hung, swinging, in inches long worms...worms that would slip out the slit to splat on Batgirl's chin and chest.

Cass wouldn't...couldn't take her eyes off it!

"I think its time you learned your true place in this...My world!" Desiree gloated, sliding her sexpole back down over Cass' jumping clit and leaving a tacky, lumpy trail of prick snot down the middle of Batgirl's sweaty, heaving chest and belly.

All Batgirl could do was close her eyes in impending doom...and whine in desperate need...

Desiree wasted no more time with the girl. Pressing the tip of her massive cockhead into the dripping, floppy lipped cunt of the girl, she pressed home.

Cass' already Victoria broken in pussy gave way almost immediately.

Batgirl still howled her defeat, even as Desiree growled in utmost satisfaction as she drove her mighty prong far, far up the heroine's belly.

Cass' eyes bulged and she breathlessly wailed as she watched her normally firm and flat belly bulge a good two inches up and wide just above her navel as Desiree mercilessly, overwhelmingly, and triumphantly filled her feminine guts with demonic glory.

"Don't worry, my baby," Desiree reassured her latest fucktoy. "You won't burst, not in My World! Now enjoy sucking a baby out of me!" Then the Aesir started flexing her almost buried cock.

And the bulge in Batgirl's belly rose and fell another couple of inches.

And Cass' formerly clenched jaw dropped again.

And Batgirl's eyes went glazed...then rolled up into her skull.

"Ah!" went Desiree as Batgirl's feminine tubes clamped down on her jerking Cock. Soon they were actively sucking on her Cock.

Sucking for a baby...

Desiree reached around the grunting, jerking, multi-orgasmic teenager and thrust her two middle fingers, to the last knuckle, up the girl's clenched anal pore.

All she got was a little bark from the fucked Batgirl.

Desiree pressed her cheek to Cass', and whispered in her ear, "That's it, my pussy! Just keep up what you're doing, cuming nice and rhythmically, and I'll fill your belly with my first child! When I'm ready, I'll spread my fingers up your ass and you'll blow your head off as I fill you! That's it...keep sucking..."

Cass just obeyed...mindlessly.

In the middle of Desiree's triumph, however, someone interfered...

Abruptly, as the Aesir enjoyed Batgirl's generous female charms, she felt hands on her shoulders! Before she could even react, there was the tip of a rigid rod...not a cock!...the tip of a...huge prick-like rod at her anus...

No! IN her anus!

A thick...LONG prick-like rod sliding way, way up her ass!

WOO! WOO!

"AHHH!" nearly squealed the Aesir. It really went up her!

With a lightning quick head jerk she turned to look over her left shoulder and..."Victoria!"

The Wood Elf gave her ex-Mistress and now target for sexual assassination a little smile, then thrust again and nearly another half foot of wrist thick enhanced clit slid up Desiree. She pressed her wide hips against Desiree's full, hot, and firm ass.

Grinding her clit as deep as it would go, Victoria felt for that 'spot' Moira told her to hit. That spot that Moira's Dark Lord Cock reached and almost broke Desiree with at their first meeting.

Where was it?

"Victoria!" Desiree came back between pleasure clenched teeth. "I didn't know you were into ass!"

"What!?" Victoria blurted out. Ass!? Was she in the wrong hole?

Oh No! The Elf silently gasped, then she planted her hands on Desiree's broad shoulders, intending to pull out and try again...

"Oh no you don't, my traitorous Elf slut!" Desiree replied first.

Then Victoria's eyes flew open and her second "NO!" was bitten off by her clenched teeth. The most outrageous pleasure gripped her as Desiree's bowels clamped down on her buried clit! Her entire sixteen inch length was gripped by hot, clinging, muscular colon!

She couldn't move!

Then Desiree's cock gripping guts began to flex, flutter, suck on her trapped clit!

"NOooooh!" Victoria's protest quickly degenerated into whimpering submission. Never had she felt such will stealing pleasure! Her entire length of clit, gripped and manipulated by hot, velvet suction!

This must be what a 'blow job' must feel to a Man! she thought as she collapsed upon a chuckling Desiree's back, instinctively beginning to hump into those strong, round and smooth asscheeks.

"Ohhh!" the Wood Elf moaned like the slut she was as orgasm rushed upon her.

"That's right, cum my slutty Elf! Just like you will cum when its MY Cock buried in your ass!"

"Ohhh!" Victoria helplessly obeyed, eyes rolling up as she quickened her humping pace.

Suddenly Desiree made out the sounds of obvious combat coming from behind her. At once she realized she didn't have much time to dally with these two fuck-toys, so she better finish with them.

There always will be more time later to 'test' their 'limits'!

Ignoring the sex pleasure paralyzed Elf on her back, Desiree turned her attention back to the mindlessly humping, and cuming, Batgirl. Starting a deep, grinding motion way, way up Cass' bulging belly, Desiree tucked her face again into the girl's neck.

It wouldn't take long, the Aesir knew, for the girl was a delight of hot, wet, clenching friction and ball draining suction. For a minute or so, listening to the raucous sound of battle behind her, Desiree gave herself the reward of enjoying Batgirl's stuffed guts sucking for a baby. For the entire time Cass came rhythmically, wetly, wonderfully around her enslaving organ.

Then...

Increasing her grinding just enough, the Aesir skillfully...perfectly timed the spreading of her butt buried fingers with her first powerful jerk of her Cock and pint sized pulse from her testicles. When that bolt of wadd smashed against the roof of Batgirl's convulsing womb, the fucked female screamed her love most satisfyingly.

Again and again Desiree gave out with a little moan, and Cass replied with a full throated wail of utmost female bliss as another cup of babystuff surged through her Fallopian tubes and filled her abdomen with testiclepudding.

Knowing the Human was cuming more mind numbingly powerfully with each of her massive spews into her than any other time in her life, Desiree closed her eyes and celebrated by forcing Victoria into howling orgasm after howling orgasm.

When Desiree finally finished inseminating the poor, fucked Batgirl, the crime fighter's belly bulged with tons of babies and she had drool running down the corner of her lax face and dropped jaw.

Desiree pulled her face out of Cass' shoulder and smirked at the fucked girl's face. "Fucked stupid!" she gloated. Then she twisted her colon grip around Victoria's trapped clit, eliciting an especially wild cry of appalling orgasmic pleasure from the doomed Wood Elf. "Typical for a Human girl!" she added.

Then she looked over her shoulder at the grimacing, sweating Wood Elf clutching her shoulders in a desperate bid to escape Desiree's anal trap. "Well, now I have a Wood Elf to...break!"

All Victoria could do was whimper.

She placed the fucked girl on her ass on the ground against the boulder, then stood upright as tons of spunk poured out Batgirl's twat.

Victoria was staring in utter horror at Batgirl's awesomely fucked condition when, suddenly, Desiree's guts relaxed around her swollen, jerking clit! The Wood Elf helplessly slid down to her feet, her even longer and more stiffly swollen clit slipping smoothly out of Desiree's relaxed ass-tube.

Before the shuddering Wood Elf could bolt, the Aesir spun around and skillfully seized that even longer that before clit in her left hand.

Victoria gasped and nearly doubled over, just from the grip.

Then the evilly grinning Aesir began jacking the fat tube, running her tightly gripping fist up and down in nearly eighteen inch strokes.

Victoria jerked, gasped, screamed, tore at her hair and eventually popped up on her toes as Desiree mercilessly milked her. "Please! Please! PLEASE!" she eventually, inevitably screamed in submission.

Releasing the wildly jumping clit, Desiree reached around and groped that typically Elven perfect, round and plump ass of the panting, quivering Elf. Running her hand into that deep and dark crack, she fondled the soaking wet floppy lips of Victoria's twat, then spread the copious girl lube to the Elf's tightly clenched anus.

"I am not completely cruel!" Desiree whispered into a quivering Victoria's ear as her fingers probed and spread the now dripping wet 'backdoor'. A couple of times the Elf cried out when the Aesir's two middle fingers went too deep too quickly.

Desiree just chuckled. There will be screaming, alright!

Pulling her fingers out, she viciously and loudly slapped each asscheek, making them jump and Victoria jerk. Then the Aesir pointed at the boulder wall, alongside the still fucked stupid Batgirl. "Assume the position, bitch!"

Fists clenched at her side, tears of shame coursing down her cheeks, Victoria obeyed, planting her hands even with but outside her shoulders and jutting back her reddened buttocks, stiff legs spread wide.

As a chuckling Desiree approached, Victoria dropped her head in utter humiliation down between her supporting arms.

Desiree took her time running her drooling cockhead up and down Victoria's widely presented asscrack, lubricating that flexing asshole thoroughly...

Mostly for her own comfort and pleasure!

Then she planted the tip into the Elf's anus, pushing in until the sphincter spread and Victoria gasped. Then she slapped Victoria's right asscheek again.

"Spread those cheeks for my use, bitch!" she barked.

Planting the top of her head against the boulder, Victoria immediately reached back, sank her talons deeply into her meaty buns, and pulled them apart until she felt the tissues in the bottom of the crack threaten to tear.

"Good Elf!" Desiree smirked, reaching for Victoria's shoulders. Grabbing the Elf by her upper arms and shoulders, she immediately pulled back powerfully.

And, with only a brief shriek from the Elf, Victoria's anal sphincter popped around Desiree's fist sized glans.

With the Elf releasing her asscheeks, and those said buns snapping closed around her monstrous Elf sticker, Desiree switched her hands to Victoria's hip bones. With a bone crushing grip, she pulled the howling Elf completely around her monstrous prick in one soul stealing stroke.

Pushing the stuffed, swollen belly Elf back against the boulder face, the Aesir ground her fully bowels buried Cock in the helpless Elf until Victoria couldn't help but explode into orgasm.

The Elf had no choice, no defense.

She had to cum as that Cock ground away in her stuffed guts!

As her orgasmic bowels began to squeeze her Cock, sucking, in turn, for a load of babystuff, Desiree began to stroke in and out. With each stroke in she drove with all the force her wide, powerful hips could generate.

With every thrust in, Victoria would yelp her defeat.

And simultaneously explode under her Mistress.

"Is this what you came for, bitch?" Desiree would roar with each asscheek compressing thrust. "Is this what Moira did to you to betray me? To sexually assassinate me? I'll show you what it is like to be sexually fucked!" And the Aesir increased the speed of her violent penetrations of the overwhelmed Elf.

Victoria pounded the rock with her impotent fists. She screamed for mercy, yet couldn't deny, better yet prevent, the heart stopping orgasms forced into her by gut swelling penetration. There was nothing she could do but cum...

"Squeal! Fuck! Not so deep!...too deep...oh, so deep! Squeal! You beast! Don't...stop! Squeal!"

Grabbing the Elf by her hair, Desiree yanked her head back, then reached around Victoria's chest to fill her hand with Wood Elf boob. Mauling the over a handful babyfeeders, she cruelly pinched those rock hard and half inch long nipples until Victoria was crying out.

But she was crying out in pleasure now, not pain.

"Is this what Moira did to you, Elf slut? Did she go THIS deep?"

Victoria yelped especially forcefully with that last thrust. Her mind no longer could judge the blissfully painful, monstrously deep thrusts of Desiree, better yet compare them to Moira. The awesome, insane, wonderful sensations of intense pleasure and pain together could no longer be separated.

They both were enslaving.

She just didn't want it to end! Not by either god-hung beast!

"Don't...stop...Mistress! Don't stop, please...PLEASE!, my Mistress! I...love...you...your Cock! So far...so good!"

The wet smacks of Aesir hips against round, wet, plump Elf tail echoed off the boulder.

"You want my cum, My bitch?" Desiree taunted. "You want my fuck?"

"PLEASE!"

"Will you obey me? ONLY ME!"

"Please use me! Cum in me! I'll obey...I'll obey!"

"So be it!" Desiree roared and stopped thrusting, holding her prick buried in the whining, yelping, machine-gun orgasming Victoria. A further half minute of deep bowel grinding, maximizing the wet velvet pleasure of colon lining tissue against cockhead surface, and Desiree realized that she could no longer HOLD her load back.

Furiously kissing the receptive, fucked submissive Elf, driving her feet long tongue down Victoria's most accessible throat, Desiree no longer tried to hold her triumphant pleasure back.

Victoria screamed into the Aesir's mouth with the first red hot spew into her convulsing bowels. By the second massive eruption the Elf's swelling belly was growling loudly. Soon it would be readily noticeable, even over the sound of battle below.

At that moment Desiree didn't care about the battle. The Elf clutched in her hands, whimpering oh so submissively into her mouth with each of her violent, powerful, high pressure spews into her guts, was deliciously receptive and deserved every bit of cum she could grind and suck out of Desiree.

Besides, with Embla's troops no doubt making mincemeat of Moira's Orcs, she needn't be in a big rush to get to the Princess. Moira wouldn't dare try to enter Alfheim and locate the Princess without at least an army of Orcs to cover her big ass!

And that big ass would be the next thing she would be feeding to her Cock, just as soon as she finished with this Elf!

Breaking their kiss, Desiree looked over her shoulder at the disintegrating Orc Army, the remnants cut to pieces by Embla's forces as they desperately, and quite futilely, ran away. No one runs away from Drow!

Meanwhile Victoria renewed her hysterical cries as her belly swelled ever further and growled ever louder, "Oh please! PLEASE! Fuck me, Mistress! I love your Cock! Squeal!"

Harley, in response to the the door at the far end of Dark Lord Chaos' bedroom slamming against the wall, jumped to her feet right after pulling her dripping hand from the humping pussy of an abruptly and consummately disappointed Mrs. Hobson. Staring at the doorway, she had a difficult time recognizing what was walking through, even for Joker's cocksucker!

What was passing through the doorway looked like a scene from a porno version of Dante's Inferno!

Towering and huge, an honest foot taller and looking twice as wide as Harley, came a figure clothed in a neck to foot black Judge's robe. Only it was wide open in front to reveal acres of bulging, dark stone, almost black, flesh. Hugely muscled flesh.

His massive, square 'Frankenstein'-like head was located between the wide spread legs of a light skinned figure placed before, and upside-down, the towering male who shook the floor with his potent strides.

Staring in alarm and not a little fear, Harley swallowed from a sudden unique and intense rush of...arousal that hit her with his first stride into the room. That arousal only got more intense as he came ever closer.

"This," she told herself, "must be Dark Lord Chaos!"

And the half sized figure he held before him? From those big, round buttocks tucked under his chin, and the long, curly, bright blond hair hanging between his legs, Harley guessed it was a 'she'. Was this that...Elf?...Kia?

Then he saw her...

His eyes flashed red, and Harley gasped raggedly as 'something' seemed to burst deep in her pelvis and she very nearly exploded in unexpected and undesired blistering orgasm standing there, on the spot. Within seconds she felt the flow...her pussy juice pouring out of her to soak her already wet crotch.

Harley gawked at the on coming Dark Lord, suddenly believing everything Mrs. Hobson had babbled to her about Lord Chaos, and getting hotter with his every stride! She stared at the naked female held before him...upside-down before him...

As lust surged up her spine, she believed...wanted to believe that that delicious little bubblebutt creature was an Elf...the Elf Kia.

But why carry her upside-down before him?

Then she heard before she saw. She heard the 'Elf' choke. Then she gurgled and loudly let out a series of gags.

Real sloppy, loud and nasty gags!

Realization just arrived in Harley's heated up brain when the smirking Dark Lord lifted the Elf by his grip around her waist located just below her inverted hip bones. And those...dinosaur huge hands did reach completely around that minute waist!

And the sucking, slurping, choking sounds intensified!

And Harley could see the base of a...oh! It couldn't be that thick! That long!

Soaking wet and dripping with clear, sweet spit, Harley made out, through the long, curly blond hair cascading down, the base of a leg thick, dark stone colored...cock appear under the rising Elf's head! More sloppy slurping and gagging, and more inhumanly thick meat appeared!

Soon there was a good foot of cock jutting up under that rising blond head! And still the Elf rose!

Only after very nearly another foot of cock appeared did the beast hold the Elf still.

And Harley heard a staccato of slurps, laps, sucks, and muffled hungry moans as he held the Elf still, upside down, with at least a foot and a half of cockshaft showing.

Behind that curtain of blond hair Harley had a momentary vision, mostly of pure imagination, of a pointy nosed, severely beautiful face, eagerly slurping with bright red lips and lapping with a long, pink tongue, all over a precum and saliva coated cockhead of gargantuan proportions!

And happier about her service than pigs in slop!

After a long moment of noisy lip service, the towering Dark Lord, now displaying a typically Male smile of unbearable arrogance, began lowering the upside-down Elf back around his motionless, nearly two foot long member.

Again Harley's imagination provided what the...slutty Elf's hair hid. The eyes popping open as the superhuman glans forced her jaws apart, threatening to knock teeth out unless she could literally unhinge her jaws! Then, with the first gagging indicating successful cockhead mouthing, the continued descent, the Elf now mimicking an anaconda as her throat swelled and her nose ran like a seven year old with a cold as inches, feet of steel bar rigid prick slowly, relentlessly, disappeared.

Harley shuddered as the Elf gagged and gurgled around that meat! Down and down, without hesitation nor respite, the Elf was noisily and sloppily lowered until not an inch of shaft was visible outside her pearly white teeth!

Awesome!

Harley was moved!

Throughout this oral exercise Chaos had ignored Harley standing there in stunned motionlessness only ten feet away. Then he abruptly turned his head and stared at Harley, red eyes running up and down her physique while continuing to grind the violently gagging Elf down on the base of his monstrous organ.

Then, "Are you the 'gift' Moira offered me earlier?" roared through the room.

Harley's knees nearly bucked with the fiery surge that voice filled her with. Damn! This guy had a bigger...worse affect upon her than Puddin'! She nearly wet her pants!

Harley only...could only nod.

"You look worthy of my attentions!" he added, maintaining his leer.

Then, from behind her, came Carolyn's soft, whining plea: "Fuck me!"

Glancing over at the furiously cunt rubbing Mrs. Hobson, Lord Chaos smirked, then looked back at Harley. "She has been around me a little too long! Unfortunately I have promised not to...relieve her!" He stared at Harley's tit bulges capped by furiously hard nipples. "I haven't made such a promise in your case, however!"

Harley steeled herself, clenching her fists at her sides. Silently she worked to calm herself. "Now Girl, you've faced bums much less gentlemanlike than this guy! And remember the...effect Puddin' had on you when you first met? You don't want to show this guy how easy you are...er...were! Joker had you spreading your cheeks for him in your own office, way before you got fired and jailed! That's it, calm it down a notch. Work this guy like you did Batboy last month! He's only another horny bum thinking with his dick! Play on that!"

"Well, My Lord!" Harley tried, reacquiring her streetwise 'smart girl' attitude. "I know what I have to offer you!" Then she grasped the collar of her Jester suit with her hands on each side of her neck and ripped her suit asunder. It tore down the front to a good three inches below her navel, and her most impressive and firm udders dropped out. She barked out, as bravely as she could, "You can see it clearly, I hope...My Lord! Now, what do you have to offer me in return?"

Lord Chaos' smile broadened as he took in Harley's Playboy class melons. Broad and still nearly teenage firm, they had the slightest of belly to them and, she proudly recalled every time she ordered copies of her Jester suit, a near perfect 38 C. Nodding, he said in a more 'moved' voice, "Your 'goods' please me! Yes, a bargain is in order! Good! It's been awhile since I had to work for my entertainment! So, here is what I am 'bringing to the table'!" Then he started hauling the Elf up off his schlong.

The Elf Kia immediately began to protest, slapping his thigh, and then his awesomely muscled belly as she was, again noisily but now in protest, lifted off his cock. He didn't even let her lick off the left over precum on the head, but immediately turned her right side up, then spun her around and planted her on her feet directly before him.

Harley couldn't help but smile at the furious, jealous, and frustrated face the...downright beautiful...Elf gave her. There was "Bitch Fight" written all over that petite fucktoy, and it was aimed at Harley, alright!

Then the Elf's head popped forward, and she slapped his leg behind her again.

Then her head popped forward again!

And Harley realized it was his glans banging against the back of her skull...

Just how big was this guy!?

His smirk just broadened as he dramatically drew the Elf aside, and not very gently, to completely and suddenly expose his organ to the half naked Human.

And Harley acted as expected, even though it wasn't an 'act'! Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. Not even in comic land did men go around with dongs that big!

From behind her Carolyn moaned hungrily...

It had to be close to two feet long! Harley thought, her already unstable mind readily rising to hysterical heights of entirely sexual excitement! It absolutely terrified her more...rational mind, but her...less rational part, growing in power thanks to the horniness that the very presences of Chaos was generating within her, soon had her not caring if the leg thick dinosaur dick would rip her apart!

Her crazy side wanted it!

"N...Now wait a minute!" Harley gasped out as the superdick leveled to near horizontal...pointing right at her! Then the Elf, eyes literally shining, stepped back in to oh-so-lovingly cradle the monster in her little hands and, pursing her lips, give it a sweet sixteen kiss right on the inch long slit at the tip!

And a good cup of tacky, lumpy manslime, resembling thick, white worms slithering out of an overturned bait box, belched right out and all over that gorgeous face from her upper lip down to her chin!

Damn! Harley inwardly gasped! She prided herself at her oral talents, and willingness to service her Puddin'! After all, that's why she calls him 'Puddin'', actually, because of how much man-pudding she can get out of him! And she nearly sucked Batman unconscious, a good pint out of him, when he cornered her in that Gotham alleyway last summer and, as she then said, a 'deal' was in order...

But she'd never gotten that much outta anybody by just kissing his schlong!

Kia looked right at a startled Harley, the nastiest, bitchiest smile on her cum dripping face. Then she extended the longest tongue Harley had ever seen and wiped her face clean, like it was a windshield wiper, in one sweep! The echo of the Elf swallowing all that jizz in one gulp echoed off the bedroom walls!

Damn!

This place was crazier than she was!

"What say you now, Human?" bellowed Chaos.

Harley looked up into his eyes. She knew she had gone too far. He was going to dick her, on some sort of Dark Lord Principle, whether she wanted to or not! At least she could get some kind of deal out of it! "That is a...(gulp!)...big dick!" she replied in only a partial lie but with real fear on her face.

Now Kia spoke up, in a husky (for an Elf) voice, husky due to all the cum still coating her stretched out throat, "Do not worry, Woman! In Lokin all females can accommodate any organ, even one as wondrously huge as My Lord Chaos'." Then she hesitated before adding, "Trust me!"

Harley glared at the Elf, now as angry at her as she was at Harley.

"So, you accept my 'offer' or not, slut!" Chaos broke in.

Too quickly due to her anger, Harley turned back to the Dark Lord and nodded.

"Good! Now what do you propose?"

Harley glanced once more at the still grinning Elf, then said as forcefully as she could to the Dark Lord, "I'll give you the best sex you ever had...for an entire week if you want, and, afterward, you send me home..."

Kia broke out in shrill, very irritating laughter. After a good half minute of it, the Elf fell silent momentarily, then began to stroke, then jack, Chaos' towering prick. Once it was drooling profusely to the hard wood floor, she looked up at him with the sweetest sexpot smile. "My Lord, don't toy with this..." and she sneered at Harley, "Human bimbo! You can have her anyway you wish at any time! I can see it in her typical slutty Human eyes! She can't wait to sit on your Glory! And all she is saying is baseless braggadocio! Does she offer any proof of her talents? How do you know she is experienced with real sex?"

With rising fear at losing the 'deal', Harley glanced back at Chaos' face. He was frowning.

"Are you going to let some...Elf jealous of these..." and she pulled her torn top down to her firm, narrow waist and then cupped her boobs to thrust them out at him. They were impressively larger, more generous, than the Elf's. "Just because I'm better built...to better accommodate your...magnificent organ within me...than that little toy of an Elf, she can't stand it! What do you have to lose? You be the judge! If I don't prove to be a better fuck than that 'flat chested' little Elf, you don't have to send me back, right?"

She didn't want to remind him that, in a practical sense, she couldn't enforce her end of the deal on Him, anyway. But the negotiations were getting tight...

Lord Chaos' red, glowing eyes were getting downright beady as he stared, while growling in a low voice, at her out-thrust hooters.

Harley thought, then, to up the ante. Turning around, she said, "And can that skinny little Elf match these!" Bending over, she dramatically pulled her rent suit down to her ankles, conveniently leaving her wide hipped and bulging butt thrust back at the Dark Lord.

Harley couldn't help but smile with relief when Chaos' growl jumped a notch in volume and dropped one full octave.

There were advantages to having a big ass! At least one bigger than a Lilliputian Elf's!

"You have convinced me, Human!" Chaos growled.

"My Lord!" protested the Elf.

When Harley turned back to face him, buck naked, she had a big, bitchy smile on her face for that Elf. She also saw Chaos' jumping prick drooling tons of spunk to the now quite wet floor.

"Be quiet Elf!" Chaos corrected Kia. "I have just agreed with her argument! Especially the two pairs of 'arguments' she thrust out at me!" Then he literally licked his lips while Kia blatantly pouted.

Harley shown in her triumph.

Then: "But, My Elf, your argument I also found convincing."

Harley lost her smile.

"Therefore, I will test you before I agree to our 'deal', as you put it!"

"'Test'? Er...Lord Chaos?" Harley came back, seeing with uncomfortable clarity the Elf now grinning broadly.

"Yes! Before I will fuck you and seal our compact, you must prove your prowess in the sexual arena! Otherwise I will just use you until you become boring and send you to the kitchens as a party entertainer. Of which, by the way, your suit reminds me of!"

Harley took a step forward, tilting her ear towards him. "Er, M'Lord? Ah, test? What test is that?"

"You will Sex Fight with Kia! The loser forfeits their desire in this 'deal'!"

Once again Harley asked, "'Sex Fight'? What is that? What constitutes the rules? What constitutes 'winning'?"

Kia answered this time, "Two enter the arena, the first to cum, loses! Whether she wishes to cum or not!" Then the Elf leaned forward while raising her right forearm in an 'Italian salute' with a furiously clenched fist at the top. "The winner is the better woman who forces her opponent to scream her head off in orgasm! And, in this case, I will especially find breaking you a pleasure...as will you!"

Harley retreated a step, utter and sincere shock on her face. "You have got to be kidding!"

If anything, Kia's grin got even larger. "No, I am not! And you will scream your love for me, and my fist, before this day is out!"

Shaking her head in disbelief, Harley thought, "This place IS crazier than me!"

"Begin!" roared Chaos.

And Kia immediately advanced, confidence all across her smirking face.

Hastily kicking off her ankle enwrapping suit, Harley dropped into her Tai Kwon Do defensive posture instinctively, but just a quickly doubted her move. This was 'sex fighting', not martial arts! How do the two differ?

But Kia was within four feet of her and closing. You'd better do SOMETHING, Harley!

"Well, let's see if she can counter this!" Harley told herself, then moved. She threw her left leg into a stiff leg sweep, aiming at the shorter Elf's head. It was a good move, the Elf didn't seem to notice it until her foot was halfway to Kia's head.

Then Kia, with a blinding fast move, simply moved her head down and back and Harley kicked air.

Damn! She didn't even see the Elf's head move!

Are Elves that fast?

Let's see! So Harley did it again, only with her right leg.

Again, Kia waited until she was halfway through her kick before, again with blurry speed, she deftly slipped under Harley's swinging leg and flicked her right hand out. When Harley's leg was at the apex of its arc, when her thigh was at its highest point, the Elf slipped her right hand between Harley's legs and skillfully flicked her middle finger between Harley's wet labia and over her, already, stiff clit.

"Ahh!" gasped Harley as she finished the sweeping arc. She looked back at the smirking Elf with embarrassed shock.

"You're wet already, Human!" Kia said loudly. "You won't take long!"

Harley had to admit the move really felt...good! Her clit tingled still as she glanced over at Chaos. The bastard was standing off to the side, stoking his meat! Damn! All she needed now was a video camera and she'd be in porn!

In-spite of the fact that she recalled that Joker already had some videos of her in rather intimate and 'exposed' activities with certain of his 'upstanding' body parts didn't make her situation any easier to take.

But, of more immediate concern was how damn fast this Elf was!

And she was moving towards her!

Harley moved into a defensive stance just as Kia got within three feet of her. She quickly became near terrified as the Elf closed because if she was as fast in the attack as in her defense, Harley wasn't sure she could block her so close...

But the Elf just smiled and stepped right between her out-thrust, bent elbowed arms and pressed her, surprisingly soft, warm, and smooth body right against her own! Holding Harley's arms up in her own hands, Kia looked up at Harley's...worried...face and her smile dropped.

Suddenly Kia's eye lids drooped, and her maroon red lips seemed to fill out, almost purse, as she sighed into Harley's face.

Harley smelled cinnamon. Sweet, spicy, cinnamon.

"Delicious" popped into her mind as she caught herself staring down into Kia's almond shaped...beautiful eyes.

Then the most wicked...heat flooded through her! Her already hard nipples seemed to explode, swelling further and becoming so ultra-sensitive! And her loins! Suddenly she felt fluid running down the inside of her thighs and her womb and vulva felt like they were on fire!

Unconsciously she gnawed on her lower lip in real concern as her wide and white eyes helplessly locked on Kia's.

Seemingly hours later Kia broke her hypnotic gaze and dropped her face to Harley's, at Elf eye level, right tit.

"OOO!" Kia cooed, sending thrills up Harley's spine. The Elf's eyes widened in delight. "These are nice and big!" she added with youthful sincerity. With a glance up at Harley's still wide eyes, she added, "I wish I had such big, beautiful breasts..."

Then the Elf opened her mouth and extended her tongue...

From nearly a foot away from her furiously stiff and red nipple...she extended her tongue!

And reached that furiously stiff nubbin...easily!

Then that slimy, vividly red, feet long tongue began to lap down her nipple, soaking it with the sweetest, hottest, cinnamon laced saliva...

The heat! The sudden heat of that tongue and saliva made Harley gasp.

With that gasp the Elf tongue started flicking her nipple like a whip. Only a whip moving so quickly that it resembled a blur.

"OOOOH!" Now it was Harley's turn to moan! Electric shocks rocketed out from that tortured nipple, making Harley arch her back and sending her thighs quivering. Suddenly she was panting like a long distance runner, her legs clenching, raising her up on her toes!

"Oh God-damn!" she screamed at herself. "I'm going to cum!"

At the last moment she pulled her arms from the Elf's grasp and, gripping her shoulders, managed to push Kia back to her arms length.

The Elf just extended her tongue further and began lapping at her other nipple!

Wincing from the wicked pleasure, Harley just shoved the Elf away.

Covering her throbbing nipples and spit soaked udders, Harley panted away, trying to bring down her dangerously over-stimulated nervous system.

Kia just chuckled.

Finally calming a bit, she realized she had never felt such...bliss from having her tits worked on like that! True, Joker wasn't that interested in nursing on her, just using her melons for handholds as he rode her doggie style... But that Elf was dangerous with that tongue!

At least now she had a pretty good idea what sex fighting was about!

Then she saw the Elf form that upraised fist again! Instantly she realized what that fist was for!

She just didn't want to believe that was what Kia had in mind for her!

Kia was thrusting that fist...between her own legs! "Now, Human! Come and get what you've been asking for!" After running her fist and wrist between her thighs and up against her loins a few times, she pulled it out.

Dripping with her clear, pussy juices!

"Since this is your first time to be fist-defeated, I'll be kind and lubricate my weapon for you!"

"You have got to be kidding!" Harley gasped in utter disbelief.

Kia just smirked while she heard Chaos snort in what went for a chuckle in Dark Lord circles. Then the Elf was moving...

"Don't come near me, Bitch!" Harley cried, circling around the Elf until the bed was behind Kia. "I'm warning you, Bitch!"

Then Kia rushed forward and Harley sent her fist flying at her pretty pointed nose. Only the Elf stopped short, seized Harley's flying fist, rotated and threw Harley over her shoulder. Screaming, Harley flew back first through the air to land on Chaos' bed, bouncing three times before she could get control of herself.

Panicking for bouncing helplessly three times before she could get control, as fast as she could, the Human tried to jump up to her knees on the bed, then turn around to face the, no doubt, hard charging Elf.

After turning she looked and realized that she was right about the Elf.

Only too damn slow...

She managed to get to her knees and turn around just in time to take the Elf's flying leg kick right on her sternum. With a loud "Ooof!" she went directly upon her back again.

Then Kia landed atop her, in a rough '69' position, her head nearly over Harley's bald sex mound.

Stunned, Harley could do nothing as the Elf quickly pinned her two arms to the bed by kneeling on them before plunging her devilishly grinning face into Harley's hairless, and very wet snatch.

"AAAAH! Oh you BITCH!" Harley screamed as that tongue began doing to her stiff little clit that it had done earlier to her nipples!

And did it feel good!

Immediately after screaming indignantly, Harley whimpered...submissively. That damn tongue felt...felt so good!

Harley was in trouble! Her arms were pinned, flashes of outrageous, orgasm producing pleasure was roaring up her spine from her whipped off clit, her thighs were spreading on their own to give the Elf bitch all the room she needed, and Kia's delicious looking, and equally bald, pussy was a good six inches away.

Way too far for HER tongue to reach!

Tossing her head in near orgasmic despair, Harley realized that she was FUCKED!

Unless you fought back!

Fight her like she's fighting you!

Then Harley moaned raggedly as the Elf decided to drive her tongue a good foot up her fuckhole.

Did THAT feel good!

It almost sent her over the edge!

Almost!

Against her cervix the tongue tip was now flicking...which felt heavenly!

But so did Joker's huge (at least until Chaos!) prick when he ground it against that same cervix. Most of the time, though, she trained herself to...ignore, kinda, the wonderful pleasure cockhead/cervix contact gave!

Sure, when she wanted to get off she would welcome Joker's advances, especially when he gave it to her doggie style (The glans would strike both her cervix and 'G' spot at the same time in that position, ya' know!).

But when he was simply ending an argument that SHE had won by pinning her to the bed and trying to make her scream her head off in forced orgasm, well...

She had learned to 'ignore' the more intense and orgasm making pleasures of his cockhead hitting her cervix. At least she wouldn't give him the pleasure of telling him she loved being raped by him!

And suddenly the immediate crisis was past!

But certainly the Elf had other tricks so...

Harley desperately worked to free her hands...one hand...ANY hand before Kai tried her next, no doubt orgasmic, trick!

And, soon enough, the next trick came!

Suddenly, with a ragged gasp, Harley's vagina was empty and a broad, hard and blunt object pressed down on her pussy!

Instantly Harley jumped and screeched, "No! Not that! It's too big!"

Kai looked over her shoulder from her vantage point right over Harley's wide open loins. She was grinding her knuckles of her right fist over and down on the Human's flaming pink, floppy lipped, and inch long clit jutting vulva! Twisting her fist around and around, and then sliding the back of her hand and then her curled fingers between Harley's floppy lips and dripping wet, bulging buttocks, she was actively crushing the woman's stiff clit against her pubic bone while simultaneously lubricating her entire hand!

"No! Not that! It won't fit! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!"

"Oh shut up, Human!" Kia barked back. "Tighter twats...Human twats have taken me to the elbow and lived to daydream and sigh about it! Just relax and I'll have you blowing your head off in just one minute!"

"NO! Please! Not that!" Harley pleaded, only half honestly, as she very frantically worked to free a hand.

Then she felt her, rather well used, pussy give way to sudden increased pressure from that fist and...

"SLURP!" went Harley's soaked puss.

"SHRIEK!" went Harley's mouth!

"Yea! That's a good girl!" went Kia as she watched Harley's pussy clamp down around her wrist.

Harley could only toss her head side to side, the bloated, violated feeling was just too intense...too good for her to do anything else. She couldn't believe she could take something that big inside her, better yet feel this...fucking good taking it!

When Harley finally managed to stop her head shaking and look over her heaving jugs at the still smirking Elf, she could only whimper.

Then the lump began moving up inside her! The Elf was driving her arm up her belly!

With a wicked grimace of pure penetration pleasure Harley's head fell back to the mattress and her eyes rolled up, "OOOOH! Fuck! Don't...Pleaseeeeee!"

"Fuck you, Human! This is what you get nosing around here!" Kia triumphantly roared (like an Elf) out her victory.

When Harley managed to open her eyes the next time, her belly jumping and jiggling like jello as Kia's fist beat her cervix into orgasmic submission, she saw her right hand...

Free!

Abruptly she closed it into a fist. Then, carefully lining it up to the wide open (the Elf had to spread her legs to brace herself in order to fist fuck her), wet and vividly pink pussy half a foot before her face, she threw her arm straight out in a karate punch.

Then another shriek echoed off the walls, this time from Kia! Her head shot up, her anime eyes glowing like flashlights!

Harley, in a no mercy permitted mood, had punched Kia's soaked snatch, only about six inches before Harley's face, with her freshly freed fist. The fist had instantly spread and drove through the Elf's well lubricated, and already seriously 'loosened' by Dark Lord, vaginal opening to surge immediately through her vagina to smash, with all of Harley's desperation increased strength, right against her cervix.

No one, not even Lord Chaos, had porked the Elf that powerfully!

Twisting her knuckles against Elf cervix, Harley regained some of her haughtiness, though her face was still dripping sweat and grimacing. "How's that, Elf? A little payback, eh?"

"Moan!" Kia honestly replied, her eyes no long glowing, but definitely rolling up in turn.

Harley seized the Elf's long, curly blond hair and viciously pulled back on Kia's scalp until she resembled a bow. Feeling the Elf's offending pussy stretching arm being forced to retreat, Harley began punching the Elf's cervix like a punching bag.

"Ah! Oh, you Bitch!" Kia squeaked. Then the rapid drives got to her and her face went slack. "Grunt!" she went, followed by a series of hard driven sharp moans, "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!"

Harley looked over at Lord Chaos and judged by the speed of his self abuse that his excitement level was gaining, too! She looked back at the bent back Elf, shuddering and shaking under Harley's awesome fistfuck, "Like that? This the way you wanted it? This the way you were going to do me? Fat chance, Bitch! I'm going to fist you till you can't walk!"

Under her breath Harley was also pleading, "Cum! Damn you, cum! If I lose you now, you'll fuck ME unconscious with that fist of yours! Cum! Please?!"

Then the Elf, even with her hair being pulled out by the roots, nodded and pulled her fist out of Harley with a disgusting slurp. Then the Elf moaned when Harley released her hair and her face dropped to the Human's thigh.

For just a moment Harley thought the Elf would try using her tongue on her stiff, defenselessly jutting clit, for it was well in range.

Instead Kia passionately kissed and licked the inside of Harley's thigh, and then raised her ass up so she could start driving that, not at all small, butt back against Harley's punches! Soon the two of them were moving as one, Harley punching through Elf pussy to smash into womanly Elf cervix while Kia vigorously and rapidly drove her Guild Elf bubblebutt back into those drives, increasing the rate and power of their collisions far up in her swollen, jiggling belly.

Kia started a loud, sharp, beautiful singsong of squeaks and squeals as fist met cervix and Elven bubblebutt furiously drove back on Harley's nearly elbow swallowed arm penis.

Kia's cries and humps built, and she was soon gnawing on Lord Chaos' mattress and she squinted and tore with her claws on his bed. Harley was without mercy in the power of her fist-fucking, and Kia gave no hint that she wanted any mercy.

Then...the Elf's beautiful face popped up, eyes wide and white and her jaw dropped. She froze in her counter fucking of Harley's arm and, with Harley's very next stiff armed jab into her guts, Kia broke.

"SEEEEIIIIIAAAAA!" she let out an ear splitting wail.

Unheard in the screech, Harley cried out herself when the Elf's entire length of arm stuffed pussy clamped down on said arm, squeezing it like an anaconda was wrapped around it. Then the Elf's pussy relaxed only, a split second later, to muscularly contracted again. Then the pattern repeated, over and over, as the Elf cried out in utter bliss.

Harley just stared at the convulsing, arm squeezing, multi-orgasmic Kia as she paid off for a good minute...

Paid off for the victor...Harley!

Finally, though, all good things, including orgasm, come to an end (pun intended)! Kia, abruptly, collapsed over and between Harley's still wide spread thighs. Sighing contentedly, the Elf looked over Harley's wide open pussy and jutting jugs to...smile at Harley.

Harley returned the smile, then slowly and sloppily removed her sex 'weapon'.

Free of Harley's arm, Kia turned around and, kneeling over Harley, gave her a luscious, most lesbonic of kisses in thanks...

Only, a split second later, with only the briefest of squeaks, Kia was no longer there! Looking up blurry eyed, Harley only saw Chaos, standing at her feet, arching his still huge and still unfulfilled cock over her.

Drooling all over her!

A quick glance to her right confirmed where Kia had went. Mrs. Hobson was hauling the Elf into primo '69' position, more than eager to bury her face, and maybe other appendages, between those willingly spreading thighs.

And vice versa!

Then gawking time was over as a pair of Hulk sized and strengthened hands seized her ankles and planted those ankles alongside Harley's ears! Looking down between her bent back thighs and over her offered up, and eager, pussy Harley had to fight with herself over whether to be terrified or really, really...eager at the size of the drooling horse...er...demoncock arching over her!

Damn! That looked twice as long as Joker's or Batman's!

She looked up at Chaos' smirking face with a distinct mixture of feminine terror and female arousal. "Bring it on!...I think..." she was telling him!

Chaos must have seen that face on hundreds of, predominately Human, females over the eons. It hadn't stopped him yet!

Looking at the two lesbians wrestling alongside them, he grunted, "Reward Mrs. Hobson for her patience, will you Kia, my Pet?" Then he leered down at an increasingly...uneasy Harley. "I want to show this...woman what it really means to make a deal with the devil!"

Then Harley started screaming and she wouldn't remember much of what the next hours would bring...

...except mind-crushing orgasmic bliss...