Love's Labors, Part 6
Watching the earth elemental sink into the ground off in the distance, you decide to give chase. Better not to leave loose ends that could bite you unexpectedly later, even if it means Nevati will be further along in her own plans when you do catch up to her.
But before you can do that, there's someone closer at hand who needs to be subdued.
By now your tentacle monster has reeled Aila in, binding her wrists together above her head with its sinuous appendages. She thrashes this way and that, kicking and writhing in its grasp, using gusts of air to swing herself left and right in her attempts to break free. But fast though she might be, she can accomplish little in a contest of direct strength.
Soon her ankles are ensnared as well, spreading her legs apart, allowing the tentacles to slowly coil their way up her. At that point, all her blustery struggles accomplish is to rub her petite body in more interesting ways against her captor's aphrodisiac-laced grasp.
You walk closer, until you're standing right in front of her. She looks up timidly at you from where she hangs suspended. "Please..." she whispers, looking like she's about to cry. "Please... don't turn me against Nevati. Please. Please, please, please."
Reaching up with your hand, you cup her cheek, tilting her gaze up so she's looking right at you. Then you give her your very best look of reassurance. "That's not what this is about," you tell her, as she trembles under your gentle caress. "I want to help your mistress. I want to give her what she desires. What she truly desires. Not what everyone else says she ought to."
Anything she might have said in reply is swallowed up by a breathless squeak, as the tentacles wind their way up to her inner thigh, teasing her by rubbing just around her slit, without actually touching it. She bucks in their grasp, making immodest noises while trying futilely to hold her composure together under the foreplay.
Eventually the tentacles try to go for more. But grabbing them with a firm tug, you indicate that they are to stay away from that prize for now. The beast may be basically mindless... but its base instincts can still be guided toward a particular target by a more powerful demon, at least to an extent. The lower tentacles slither off Aila's legs and around behind, teasing at her ass as she hangs there, causing her eyes to go even wider.
You, meanwhile, move your hands low, placing them on her legs yourself before slowly sliding your hands up them until you're cupping her asscheeks, hoisting her up. It's astonishing how light she is, how fragile she feels. Like she's barely even there.
Her breath is coming in hitching gasps. The shifting mist that forms her "hair" swirls out from her in erratic bursts, as she shakes her head left and right. Your cock rubs against her entrance, pinning her against the wall of flesh behind her. She chews her lower lip, knowing how helpless she is before you.
You don't have any time to waste... but even so, you still try to make it as easy for her as you can, easing the skittish elemental into something entirely outside her experience. Instead of going right to the fucking you lean in, giving her a long, tender kiss that deepens the more she gets into it, kneading her ass as you hold her up. With every passing aphrodisiac-swamped second she finds less and less reason for her fears, and soon her legs are actively wrapping around you.
Breaking the kiss for a moment, you allow her enough clarity to realize what she's doing. That she wants this. You give her a moment, allowing that fact to sink into her very soul.
And then you thrust into her, claiming her.
You'll never get tired of hearing that cry of bliss. In that moment she abandons all worry and self-doubt, throwing herself into the act as best she can. Her lithe, light body offers barely any resistance, your cock spearing deep within her as her eyes roll back in her head. Behind her, the tentacle monster thrusts a lubricated appendage into her ass as well, double-penetrating her, leaving her filled beyond anything she ever could have imagined as she screams her delight to the heavens.
The tentacle monster doesn't have your sense of timing. But you're more skilled enough to work with that, incorporating its raw, animalistic rutting into your own rhythm, in a way that drives Aila to even greater heights. She's hanging on for dear life, staring up at you with reverence as your cock teaches the flighty little thing what pleasure truly means.
She's crying out, babbling incoherently in a long, breathless, non-stop stream of wild exultation. Much of it doesn't make sense... but the clear intent underlying it couldn't be more obvious. Fuck her more. More. Harder.
By now quite a few orcs have gathered around you, watching the display in awe. A few get too close in their curiosity, the tentacles shooting out to encircle their arms and waists as well, yanking them in to be fucked senseless. Upon seeing the results, more of the onlookers start to crowd even closer, adopting teasing poses in an attempt to bait your summon into going after them next.
Unfortunately, while you'd prefer to give Aila much more direct attention... you know you can't afford to stretch this out. Picking up speed, you release deep into the pinned air elemental, your cum filling her womb as her lithe body clenches around you, clinging as hard as she can. Then, after a few seconds, she slumps against you, her head thumping against your shoulder. You give her a few more second to recover, but all too soon you have to disentangle yourself.
She makes a needy, mewling little noise as you pull out of her. But you don't leave her completely alone. Turning to one of the nearby orcs—a girl who is clearly fascinated by the display but is trying to work up the nerve to do more—you wink and give her a firm shove, sending her tumbling right into the elemental with a blush and a startled "eep!"
Your tentacle monster immediately snatches up the succulent new morsel, its tentacles winding them both tight, pressing them together as it fondles them. Its appendages slither between their legs, around their torsos, rubbing between Aila small breasts and the orc girl's more buxom cleavage. The orc and elemental are also starting to make out with each other even as this is going on, savoring every inch of each others' bodies, along with the half-dozen other orcs caught up around them.
And then the tentacle demon starts to fuck them all in earnest.
It's clear that at this point Aila is wholeheartedly enjoying her new situation, so you feel little worry in leaving them to their own devices while you pursue her friend. Still, you pause long enough to tell Dura to keep an eye on Aila. To make sure she stays occupied until you get back, just in case. Then, gesturing to Ceriss, the two of you launch yourselves in the direction where you saw the earth elemental, you flying by your wings and Ceriss flying by magic.
"Do you think we'll be able to find her?" asks Ceriss, worried. "Tala does have a large head start. And she can stay beneath the ground for as long as she wants."
"True," you say. "But I doubt she can travel anywhere near as fast underground as we can fly. And she'll need to come up in order to get her bearings if she wants to head for a surface structure."
The two of you land near where you saw her take the shot at you, but a ways further in the direction you expect her to head. You kneel down, pressing your ear against the ground, listening for the minute vibrations carried through the earth to your inhuman senses.
You don't hear anything at first; she must have made some impressive distance already. But you continue your hunt, spreading out in a careful search pattern based on the destination you know she has to reach eventually. It takes a while... but you do eventually pick up her trail. You make sure to keep your distance, your newly-acquired store of knowledge warning you that earth elementals have their own natural ability to sense vibrations in the ground.
Once you've located your quarry, you describe her position and course to Ceriss. "Do you have any spell that could pull her up?" you inquire.
The tiefling sorceress considers it. Then shakes her head. "Not safely," she says. "Anything I have that could punch down that far in any kind of reasonable time would be too imprecise to use without risking serious damage to Tala."
You nod. "Then we wait for her to surface."
What follows is a careful, meticulous stalking of the earth elemental's course, staying as far back as you can, while still following the distinct vibrations of her path through the ground beneath you. Minutes stretch into hours, and eventually morning turns to evening. You start to suspect that Tala might be waiting for cover of night to make her visual check... which would imply that the earth elemental has an exceptional internal clock, to be able to gauge time so effectively down there in the dark.
Fortunately, both you and Ceriss can see in the dark as well, so neither of you are impaired as the hunt stretches on and night starts to fall. Not long after that, you hear Tala incline her course toward the surface. Wordlessly signaling to Ceriss, the two of you take to the air again, heading toward the location you calculate she will emerge. Ceriss starts to cast a spell, her wand tracing a series of glyphs in the air.
Even after all this time moving beneath ground, the earth elemental is still cautious when she emerges, only peeking her head out and scanning her surroundings. But when a heroine has the drop on you from behind... such caution isn't nearly enough. Ceriss finishes the spell with a forceful incantation, causing the elemental's eyes to go wide as she hears it. She tries to submerge back down, into the safety of her element's embrace. But it's too late.
A telekinetic grasp enfolds Tala, wrenching her out of hiding in a spray of debris. She struggles. She struggles with all her strength. But it's hopeless. Ceriss knew exactly where she was going to emerge ahead of time, which gave her all the time she needed prepare a truly potent spell. There's just no way Tala can break free of a grasp that powerful. The magic lifts her up into the air, her feet thrashing frantically just above the ground, disconnected from her refuge.
You swoop down to land in front of her. "Easy... easy..." you say soothingly, placing your hands on her shoulders. You keep your aphrodisiac light for now. Not obviously perceptible, just enough to inflame passions in the most subtle of ways. "No one's going to harm you, I promise."
Tala responds by trying to kick you. Even in her awkward position she almost manages it, but you manage to twist out of the way. Her hard amber eyes glare furiously at you as she struggles, but you keep on trying to calm her. "Just listen to what we have to say. I promise, you won't regret it."
Ceriss lands as well, enfolding the struggling elemental from behind, her arms winding around your prey's stocky frame. "You can trust him, Tala," she urges. "It's nothing like what you're imagining. Aila is fine. She hasn't been hurt. I would never let any of you get hurt."
A stricken expression crosses the elemental's face, as the woman who was once her close ally speaks of the friend she was forced to leave behind. She continues to struggle... but there's a despairing quality to it, as it sinks in just how hopeless her situation is. And all the while, the subtle aphrodisiac from both you and Ceriss starts to do its work. Still almost imperceptible so far... but sometimes it's the tiny nudges that can be the most potent.
You could take her right now. But—like with the other elemental—you decide on a more gentle approach. "Come back to the village with us," you say, giving her your most sincere expression. "Talk to Aila. See for yourself that I'm telling the truth."
Tala wavers. No matter how suspicious she might be, you've framed your offer so that it provides an ray of hope... while her current situation offers none otherwise. It's a good way to influence others toward convincing themselves.
People need hope. And if only one path offers it, it's just that much easier to make that path seem plausible.
She gives a single, curt nod, still regarding you with suspicion. Ceriss lowers her telekinetic grasp, keeping a close watch on Tala all the while. You can tell that the elemental is debating making another break for it... but caught between a heroine and a demon with your level of summoning power, she knows she doesn't stand a chance. Instead, she decides to play along for the moment. Waiting to see how this goes. Waiting for her chance.
Or at least... that's what she's probably telling herself she'll do.
Ceriss takes her hand, keeping a firm grip on Tala as the three of you begin the long walk back. Ostensibly as a hedge against escape... but as more hours pass, your expert eyes detect subtle signs of fidgeting in the elemental. You suppress a grin. Tala might be suspicious of your touch, but she doesn't know that you've granted Ceriss an aphrodisiac touch as well. Allowing your heroine to subtly wear away at your captive's inhibitions without her realizing.
You make use of your conversation as well. Working in enticing allusions to what you and Ceriss have done, and how wonderful it's been. Nothing too blatant... but enough that—combined with the constant demonic allure—you can imagine the mental images that must be filling her thoughts. And she has no respite from them, not for the entire duration of the long walk back.
The key won't be to break Tala's resistance with a single strike. No, to deal with this proud, stoic earth elemental... all you'll need is slow, steady erosion.
By the time you actually get back to the village, hours later, the sun is starting to appear over the horizon. And by now even Tala's stony composure is noticeably faltering under your determined siege. Her fidgeting is even more pronounced, to the point that she's trembling where she stands, and you can smell her arousal.
Entering the village, you're greeted by the sight of your summon, still giving its attentions to a couple of orcs, albeit different orcs from the group you left it with. The villagers seem to have set up a rotation in your absence. Tala's eyes fix on the depraved scene, unable to look away as she watches the monster plunder the women in their every hole. As she watches the obvious enthusiasm in their participation with the creature.
You place your hands on her shoulders, gently guiding her onward. She doesn't resist, even though she cranes her neck as you go past to watch the tentacle monster a little longer. The long hours of constant supernatural temptation have left her at her wits end, and you both know full well that she's lost. Still, you lead her toward Dura's home.
As you told her, the village leader has personally kept an eye on Aila. Even now the air elemental is lying in Dura's bed, her body wrapped in the arms of the much larger orc woman, who is idly playing with her as the two of them lie there. Aila lets out a startled little squeak as she sees her friend enter the room, looking like she wants to bolt. "T-Tala!" she blurts out, utterly mortified. "I... I... This isn't... I'm not... You... you have to understand..."
Dura, meanwhile, just sits up, pulling the skittish elemental firmly into her lap with a crooked grin. Aila's eyes widen, but she doesn't resist, obediently allowing the orc to grope her body any way she pleases. She's clearly enjoying her position, not even trying to hide it anymore as pleasure-filled little moans cut off her embarrassed protests. Tala watches, wide-eyed... and you can tell that the last little remnant of her resistance is crumbling away.
Your hands still on her shoulders, you move her forward, until the two elementals are right in front of each other, looking right into each other's eyes. You can see that they understand what the other is feeling, that they know what will inevitably happen. But despite knowing it full well... Tala is not quite able to take that one last step. Not quite able to overcome that one last stubbornness.
Taking a deep breath, Aila leans forward and gives her friend a feather-light kiss on the lips. Then another, slightly longer one, followed by another, until suddenly Tala lunges forward, mashing her lips against Aila's. The kiss is clumsy but passion-filled, as the earth elemental tries to vent all the tension you've been building in her over hours upon hours of non-stop demonic temptation.
Of course, just that won't be nearly enough to satisfy her. You slide your hands down until you're grabbing her hips, lining up your cock from behind. Tala lets out a ragged gasp, looking deep into Aila's eyes as the two of them realize what is about to happen. Tala's gaze searches her friend's face, trying to find an answer. Something that will make this make sense.
Aila just smiles, then leans forward, wrapping her arms around her friend while nuzzling her cheek against the earth elemental's, holding her tight in a comforting embrace. This also allows her to look up at you, her eyes alight with pleasure... and give you as single encouraging nod.
You need no further invitation. You thrust into Tala from behind, taking her virginity. She lets out a tiny, almost-inaudible cry of ecstasy—the first sound you've ever actually heard from her—and clamps down like a vise. You pause, allowing her to get accustomed to your girth, even as Aila is whispering reassurances in her ear and holding her comfortingly.
Soon, when you feel she's ready, you slowly pull out before thrusting back in again. Tala buries her face into her friend's shoulder, clinging tight to her as her body spasms, wracked with jolt after jolt of terrifying pleasure.
You don't know if you've ever experienced someone quite this tight before, and each stroke seems to have a devastating effect on her. But between your aphrodisiac and your inhuman skill, it's still an experience of incomprehensible delight for her as her, even as her body yields utterly before you. You take it slow, making sure to give her only what she's ready for, letting her feel the tenderness with which you're claiming her. And she responds, your bodies moving more and more in sync, even as Aila also grows bolder and bolder.
Finally Tala clamps down even harder, her body spasming uncontrollably, and you know she'll need a rest after that one. You take this as your cue to let her have some of your seed, releasing deep inside her, your semen claiming her like it did her friend, who is even now holding her in her arms. Tala slumps forward against Aila's small breasts, twitching and nearly insensate.
The pause gives you a chance to consider your next move. You'll probably spend the rest of the day making sure that the two elementals are thoroughly on your side—as well as allowing them to rest from the effects of their first sexual experience—before leaving tomorrow morning. However, while you're doing so it should also give you a chance to talk with them. Perhaps learning new information that could prove helpful to either your short or long term goals.
Your primary focus will, of course, be on learning what Nevati's plan is, and how you can best intercept her. But in addition to that, you might be able to suss out some extra information as well, in between the fucking and resting. The only question is... what sort of information do you prioritize?
