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to take effect. When that happens, your senses will be focused to razor's edge. Pleasure will become so intense it will be pain, and pain will become unbearable.” Elan'fer'sha's voice is a lustful, mellifluous, susurrus in my ear, as her hot breath washes over the side of face.
A thousandth is a thousandth of a day, in the method DokkAlfar use to keep time. Usually it is about 1.4 minutes, but it is actually fluid depending on the zone they are in. The LjosAlfar I encountered in the Lands of Despair use the same method.
“Did you know that every time a male ejaculates he gives up some of his life and some of his Power? They are only minuscule amounts, but you still give them up. It is a completely natural process. It is part of the cycle of life, part of procreation. A female gives up far more when she bears a child, but that is just as natural. Over time, those small amounts of life and Power will naturally replenish themselves.”
Elan'fer'sha disappears from my line of vision again, only to return after the sounds of more stone grinding on stone. In her hands, she is carrying a black metal tripod and milky white crystal. The crystal is cut in the shape of a stellated dodecahedron. I cannot tell why, but that crystal gives off an unpleasant chill.
“I am a Wytch. I use mana and the Umbra to manipulate the cycles of the world around me, to pervert them outside of their natural bounds and order. When I make you cum, I can steal from you far more than just the minuscule amount of life and Power you would naturally release. I can steal your physical prowess, your abilities, your skills . . . even your most closely guarded secrets.
“Kra'cha'len wants your Power, and I have a bargain with him to take it. I want to know everything about your connection to Talon, and I will take everything from you to get it. Even if you are left useless to me in the arena, I will have that knowledge.”
Elan'fer'sha disappears behind my head, and metal clatters on stone. Following a soft clink, she approaches the side of the altar on my left. A cruel, lustful smile twists her lips, as her fingertips brush over the burn scars on my body. Her breathing is heavy, and her skin starting to become flushed.
With lust, cruelty, and avarice filling her eyes, Elan'fer'sha stares into my eyes. I do not know what she is looking for, but her eyes are mesmerizing. The rich honey amber orbs are half again as large as human eyes. Epicanthic folds and the sharp tilt of those almond shaped eyes clearly distinguish the non-human cast of her face and skull.
My arms and legs may as well not exist, with that Umbral spell wrapped around my chest and throat, but it is not affecting my dick at all. Even with without the aphrodisiac, she is more than enough to give me a hardon, but with it, I feel like an iron pole standing up above my balls. I cannot control myself. With the drugs driving my sense of touch to an extreme level of sensitivity, I want to scream. I want to throw Elan'fer'sha on the altar and fuck her brains out.
“You have felt pain, and I will make you feel so much more pain, exquisite pain that will make you scream in agony while you cum inside of me.”
“Fuck off, bitch!”
Elan'fer'sha's smile broadens. “No. I will fuck you.”
Climbing on the altar, she mounts me, with a moan of pleasure. Her body feels hot like she has a raging fever, but Alfar have naturally higher body temperatures than humans. I cannot stop myself from shivering with pleasure from the touch of soft skin against mine and her hot cunt wrapped around my dick.
My lips pull back in an enraged snarl. I want to kill her! She is using me like a sex toy. I am actually being raped by fucking female!
As she rides me, Elan'fer'sha pants and moans, as she draws a complex three-dimensional pattern in the air.
The proximity of the Umbral Power makes me want to puke, and the raw physical ecstasy of Elan'fer'sha fucking me makes to howl.
Looking down at me with half lidded
A thousandth is a thousandth of a day, in the method DokkAlfar use to keep time. Usually it is about 1.4 minutes, but it is actually fluid depending on the zone they are in. The LjosAlfar I encountered in the Lands of Despair use the same method.
“Did you know that every time a male ejaculates he gives up some of his life and some of his Power? They are only minuscule amounts, but you still give them up. It is a completely natural process. It is part of the cycle of life, part of procreation. A female gives up far more when she bears a child, but that is just as natural. Over time, those small amounts of life and Power will naturally replenish themselves.”
Elan'fer'sha disappears from my line of vision again, only to return after the sounds of more stone grinding on stone. In her hands, she is carrying a black metal tripod and milky white crystal. The crystal is cut in the shape of a stellated dodecahedron. I cannot tell why, but that crystal gives off an unpleasant chill.
“I am a Wytch. I use mana and the Umbra to manipulate the cycles of the world around me, to pervert them outside of their natural bounds and order. When I make you cum, I can steal from you far more than just the minuscule amount of life and Power you would naturally release. I can steal your physical prowess, your abilities, your skills . . . even your most closely guarded secrets.
“Kra'cha'len wants your Power, and I have a bargain with him to take it. I want to know everything about your connection to Talon, and I will take everything from you to get it. Even if you are left useless to me in the arena, I will have that knowledge.”
Elan'fer'sha disappears behind my head, and metal clatters on stone. Following a soft clink, she approaches the side of the altar on my left. A cruel, lustful smile twists her lips, as her fingertips brush over the burn scars on my body. Her breathing is heavy, and her skin starting to become flushed.
With lust, cruelty, and avarice filling her eyes, Elan'fer'sha stares into my eyes. I do not know what she is looking for, but her eyes are mesmerizing. The rich honey amber orbs are half again as large as human eyes. Epicanthic folds and the sharp tilt of those almond shaped eyes clearly distinguish the non-human cast of her face and skull.
My arms and legs may as well not exist, with that Umbral spell wrapped around my chest and throat, but it is not affecting my dick at all. Even with without the aphrodisiac, she is more than enough to give me a hardon, but with it, I feel like an iron pole standing up above my balls. I cannot control myself. With the drugs driving my sense of touch to an extreme level of sensitivity, I want to scream. I want to throw Elan'fer'sha on the altar and fuck her brains out.
“You have felt pain, and I will make you feel so much more pain, exquisite pain that will make you scream in agony while you cum inside of me.”
“Fuck off, bitch!”
Elan'fer'sha's smile broadens. “No. I will fuck you.”
Climbing on the altar, she mounts me, with a moan of pleasure. Her body feels hot like she has a raging fever, but Alfar have naturally higher body temperatures than humans. I cannot stop myself from shivering with pleasure from the touch of soft skin against mine and her hot cunt wrapped around my dick.
My lips pull back in an enraged snarl. I want to kill her! She is using me like a sex toy. I am actually being raped by fucking female!
As she rides me, Elan'fer'sha pants and moans, as she draws a complex three-dimensional pattern in the air.
The proximity of the Umbral Power makes me want to puke, and the raw physical ecstasy of Elan'fer'sha fucking me makes to howl.
Looking down at me with half lidded
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