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She had to be a by-blow. No true Dark Faerie of royal blood would act like such a buffoon.
“What exactly did you do?” Korrigan lessened her grip. She softly stroked Aine's hair to coax an answer from her. Biting her tongue, she soothed, “I won't get upset, Aine.” Aine nibbled her lip. It was a habit Korrigan knew well. Aine was nervous. The stupid fool had no backbone. Disgusting. Perhaps a beating would help harden her sister's will, just as it had her.
“I went to Earth like you asked.”
“And?” Korrigan tapped her toe.
“I used mugwort root to take over her friend’s mind. I persuaded her not to trust him. She believed me, I’m certain.”
Korrigan raised her hand and slapped Aine's face, sending her reeling back. “If you've succeeded, why is it Princess Rhiannon is now here, in Fey, ensconced at White Court?” Aine reached up and rubbed her ruddy cheek. “That's impossible!” Korrigan narrowed her eyes, her fury yet to be unleashed. “When I said 'In any way possible', that's exactly what I meant. Princess Rhiannon should be dead, you imbecile.” She balled her hands into tight fists that threatened to draw blood. “Be thankful you’re my sister.
Your punishment won’t be as severe.”
Korrigan stood proud. “I'll send for you in one hour's time. Wear something more appropriate.” She grabbed the black gossamer gown and ripped it off Aine’s body. Korrigan smirked. Oh, Aine's punishment would not be harsh, but it would definitely leave its mark. She twisted around and marched out the door, slamming it behind her.
~*~*~
Korrigan smirked, watching Sionnach hang from the swing. He was stronger than she realized and it would be a pleasure to break his spirit. Her pathetic guard hadn’t lasted near as long as her virile White Faerie slave. The other guards had since come and pulled his miserable, whimpering form from the swinging restraints, finally leaving her alone with Sionnach.
His long, sleek braid dangled as he swayed back and forth. As if she hadn't noticed his and Aine's attraction for each other. Sparks flew anywhere they crossed paths. Korrigan would be damned if she'd share one of her pleasure-slaves with her brainless little sister.
She stroked Sionnach's bulging biceps in lazy circles. “I have a special treat for you, slave.” Smiling, she traced her fingertip along his rock-hard chest, flicked a nipple and pinched it hard while she moved her tongue against his lips. She glanced up at his pulsing shaft as it stiffened.
Wonderful. Watching her pleasure the man she fancied would be the perfect punishment for Aine.
“Thus proving the man doesn't always think with his heart.” She turned to one of the palace guards. “Send for my sister.”
“Yes, My Queen.” The guard flitted his wings and floated out of the chamber.
She pulled a lever, lowering Sionnach. “Awfully quiet today, slave. Will you be near as quiet as I pleasure you in front of my sister?”
“What has Aine done?” the slave asked. “She’s been nothing but loyal to your cause.”
“Defiance does not become you, slave.” Korrigan grabbed the whip from her throne and flicked her wrist. She grinned, enjoying Sionnach’s wince as the whip licked his nipples. She grabbed his cock as the door creaked open and slamming her mouth up and down his shaft, she turned her head to see Aine standing there. With a wry smile, she continued to pleasure Sionnach. Her smile grew to a wide grin, hearing Sionnach try and fight the groan that erupted from his mouth. Then he came on her lips.
“That wasn't an acceptable performance, slave. Perhaps your attentions were elsewhere?” She held the whip high. Aine's loud gasp echoed along with the sound of the whip slapping against his cock. Sionnach groaned in pain and Aine slumped to the ground in a fit of tears.
Korrigan spat on Sionnach in disgust. “Have fun in the Outer Realm.” With a wide smirk, she shot a bolt of lightning at him from her fingers. How
“What exactly did you do?” Korrigan lessened her grip. She softly stroked Aine's hair to coax an answer from her. Biting her tongue, she soothed, “I won't get upset, Aine.” Aine nibbled her lip. It was a habit Korrigan knew well. Aine was nervous. The stupid fool had no backbone. Disgusting. Perhaps a beating would help harden her sister's will, just as it had her.
“I went to Earth like you asked.”
“And?” Korrigan tapped her toe.
“I used mugwort root to take over her friend’s mind. I persuaded her not to trust him. She believed me, I’m certain.”
Korrigan raised her hand and slapped Aine's face, sending her reeling back. “If you've succeeded, why is it Princess Rhiannon is now here, in Fey, ensconced at White Court?” Aine reached up and rubbed her ruddy cheek. “That's impossible!” Korrigan narrowed her eyes, her fury yet to be unleashed. “When I said 'In any way possible', that's exactly what I meant. Princess Rhiannon should be dead, you imbecile.” She balled her hands into tight fists that threatened to draw blood. “Be thankful you’re my sister.
Your punishment won’t be as severe.”
Korrigan stood proud. “I'll send for you in one hour's time. Wear something more appropriate.” She grabbed the black gossamer gown and ripped it off Aine’s body. Korrigan smirked. Oh, Aine's punishment would not be harsh, but it would definitely leave its mark. She twisted around and marched out the door, slamming it behind her.
~*~*~
Korrigan smirked, watching Sionnach hang from the swing. He was stronger than she realized and it would be a pleasure to break his spirit. Her pathetic guard hadn’t lasted near as long as her virile White Faerie slave. The other guards had since come and pulled his miserable, whimpering form from the swinging restraints, finally leaving her alone with Sionnach.
His long, sleek braid dangled as he swayed back and forth. As if she hadn't noticed his and Aine's attraction for each other. Sparks flew anywhere they crossed paths. Korrigan would be damned if she'd share one of her pleasure-slaves with her brainless little sister.
She stroked Sionnach's bulging biceps in lazy circles. “I have a special treat for you, slave.” Smiling, she traced her fingertip along his rock-hard chest, flicked a nipple and pinched it hard while she moved her tongue against his lips. She glanced up at his pulsing shaft as it stiffened.
Wonderful. Watching her pleasure the man she fancied would be the perfect punishment for Aine.
“Thus proving the man doesn't always think with his heart.” She turned to one of the palace guards. “Send for my sister.”
“Yes, My Queen.” The guard flitted his wings and floated out of the chamber.
She pulled a lever, lowering Sionnach. “Awfully quiet today, slave. Will you be near as quiet as I pleasure you in front of my sister?”
“What has Aine done?” the slave asked. “She’s been nothing but loyal to your cause.”
“Defiance does not become you, slave.” Korrigan grabbed the whip from her throne and flicked her wrist. She grinned, enjoying Sionnach’s wince as the whip licked his nipples. She grabbed his cock as the door creaked open and slamming her mouth up and down his shaft, she turned her head to see Aine standing there. With a wry smile, she continued to pleasure Sionnach. Her smile grew to a wide grin, hearing Sionnach try and fight the groan that erupted from his mouth. Then he came on her lips.
“That wasn't an acceptable performance, slave. Perhaps your attentions were elsewhere?” She held the whip high. Aine's loud gasp echoed along with the sound of the whip slapping against his cock. Sionnach groaned in pain and Aine slumped to the ground in a fit of tears.
Korrigan spat on Sionnach in disgust. “Have fun in the Outer Realm.” With a wide smirk, she shot a bolt of lightning at him from her fingers. How
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