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When Callia Met Delilah

By: Lady_Blackhawk



Set in the fantasy world of the Forgotten Realms, this story is a continuation of two previous stories with my own D & D character, Callia Blackhawk, as the main character. The campaign setting Forgotten Realms is essentially a fictional medieval Europe.

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Six months had passed since Callia had failed at her attempt on Amakiir's life. It had also been six months since he had enslaved her passion and bound her to his will. Six full months of blissful highs and tumultuous lows for the two lovers, yet they had made it through. 

Callia had begun to take it one day at a time, rarely thinking ahead, for she never knew what each day would bring. She could never predict what Amakiir's mood would be from one day to the next. At times, it dropped down to one hour to the next. He went from loving to resentful to dominant and back again. She could barely keep up with the maelstrom of emotions he exhibited. Yet she could almost figure out what his mood might be by their morning sex romp, and she had gotten good at anticipating what he might want of her, though, most of the time, his mood utterly kept her guessing. Callia nearly began to believe it was all a game to him and only he knew the rules.

Therefore, when he announced one morning that he planned to take her to Silverymoon with him, she was extremely excited. She hadn't left the clan hold since she'd returned six months prior and was looking forward to it.

She packed a few things she'd need for the trip in her haversack, and took time to stop to tell her mother of their plans. It never hurt for someone to know where she'd be and how long she expected to be gone.

Amakiir had conjured two phantom steeds for them to ride and informed her they would be stopping in Quaevarr where they would be meeting up with his boon companion. Callia shot him a questioning look. "I wasn't aware you had a cohort. Have you followers as well?" Callia remarked as she mounted the steed.

"Yes, a few. They live in the clan hold. And I'm surprised I hadn't mentioned my companion. Her name is Delilah. She's human and quite the accomplished rogue," he replied.

Callia noted the tonal inflection in his voice as he spoke of her and guessed he and his cohort had been intimate. "It sounds like I'm not the only Blackhawk with a yen for humans." 

"Yes, I know all about your ranger," he quipped wryly before admitting, "Yes, Delilah and I have been lovers in the past, but she prefers Orcs. Actually, your ravisher was one of hers. He may be the one that'll be with her today. She said she may bring one of her many orcish lovers with her."

Callia glared at him. "To each his own."

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It took very little time to make it to Quaevarr upon the magical steeds. At an inn, they were joined by Delilah sans one of her Orcish lovers. Amakiir conjured one more magical steed for Delilah and the three travelers headed off towards Silverymoon. Before they knew it, they had reached the city gates.

Amakiir dispelled the steeds and the trio walked through the gates. 

"So why are we here?" Callia asked, realizing she hadn't inquired about the reason of the trip.

"I need supplies, mostly. Also it's so nice to get away from the clan and experience culture. Silverymoon really is a wonderfully beautiful city."

"It almost makes me miss Waterdeep." Callia added as she recalled her last visit to the City of Splendors. Nathan had been in Waterdeep. Callia flushed and she felt an ache from deep within. Though Amakiir was a satisfying lover, Nathan was on a completely different plateau. 

"From the dreamy look on her face, whatever was in Waterdeep must have been good." Delilah commented as a wide smile crossed her face.

"Your ranger, I presume." Amakiir interjected.

Callia nodded. "Nathan."

Amakiir flashed a knowing look at her and she quickly glanced away, attempting to hide her feelings of excitement at the mention of his name. She knew it wouldn't take much to provoke his jealous streak and she really wasn't up for an altercation with him. Squelching her lusty thoughts, she began to take in the sights and sounds of the city as they headed for the Golden Oak inn."I'd like to browse the Market," Callia stated as she remembered a few things she needed as well.

"I'm sure you'll be able to, my pretty. That'll give you something to do while I conduct my business," he replied. "Perhaps Delilah will accompany you."

"I'd like that, if you don't mind." Delilah said.

"Not at all." Callia smiled, as her eyes flicked over the comely dark haired human female.

Amakiir noted the looks passing between the two females. "Callia, my sweet, don't waste your time. You are not an Orc with a monstrous cock."

Delilah chuckled. "I enjoy more than just dumb orcs with monster schlongs, my sweet."

"I don't share, though," he retorted.

Delilah flashed him a pouty faced look. "Not even for me?"

"Perhaps I'll make an exception for you, if I can watch."

"You may."

"Then it is settled."

"Yes, it is." Callia piped in as she smacked Amakiir's ass. "So how far is the inn?"

"A few more blocks. Why? Are you in a hurry? Excited?"

"Perhaps."

The trio arrived at the Golden Oak Inn and Amakiir requested the best private room available. It surprised her when he opened the door and revealed the large bed.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you'd planned this little threesome." Callia quipped. "Did you think we'd all share the same room? Or had you planned for sweet Delilah to have her own room?"

"We usually share a room, unless one of my dumb orcs is with me. Lately though, Silverymoon frowns upon any full-blooded orc coming through her gates. With all the troubles the North has had with King Obould, they tend to shoot first, ask questions later." Delilah replied as she tossed her haversack onto a large comfortable chair.

Callia nodded. She had heard of all the attacks the army of Obould Many-Arrows had launched against Mithril Hall, amongst other places of the North. "I see."

"Does it bother you that he and I have been lovers in the past?"

"No, should it? Would it bother you if I told you he let one of your dumb orcs ravage me that night attempted to kill him?"

"No, it doesn't. You just seemed somewhat cold for a moment." Delilah remarked.

"It's not that."

"Is it jealousy? You don't have to worry about me. I won't take him from you. We weren't very sexually compatible to begin with. I like Orcs. I like it rough. I like it to hurt. I get off on pain. I crave big Orc cock. Amakiir lacks in size and in thrust."

"Plus Delilah is fairly loose. I like it tight." Amakiir added.

Callia nodded, remembering how he'd used magic to make her own pussy virginal tight. She did have to admit it felt damn good being tight again. Callia's eyes flicked over as she took in all both Amakiir and Delilah had said.

"Juicy Miss Lucy, eh?"

Delilah chuckled at Callia's remark. "Have you had a woman before?"

"I've been involved in some heavy petting and foreplay with one before, but I've never fucked one before." Callia replied. "Have you?"

"Ditto."

"Then this should prove quite interesting." Callia purred before turning back to Amakiir. "How long will it take you to complete your business?"

"Anxious, eh?"

"Very," she purred. "My pussy is dripping wet. I could explode at the thought of having your cock and her juicy pussy at the same time. I wanna FUCK!" 

"It shouldn't take more than a few hours. I'm sorry that you'll have to wait. Go to the market. Buy whatever you need and then we'll meet back here. Just do not start without me." He warned as he shot her a look that said 'or else' as he opened his haversack and pulled out a small brown package, which he promptly stashed inside his robes. "I'll be off now. Behave!"

Amakiir quickly planted a kiss on both Callia and Delilah before heading to the door. Callia smiled at Delilah as she reached for her. "One kiss won't hurt," she murmured as she licked her lips.

Callia pulled Delilah to her, one hand sliding into her hair and the other slipping down to caress her finely shaped ass. Delilah gasped and wrapped her arms around her. She dipped her head slightly as their lips neared each other's and parted. Their lips lingered a hair's breadth apart before coming together. After a few teasing smooches, the kiss deepened, parting their lips, and bringing forth tongues to duel. There was much wildness to the kiss, carnal in its heat and utterly breathtaking.

Soon Callia began her assault on Delilah as she took charge. Her hands were everywhere at once. Sliding over Delilah's lithe figure and squeezing her breasts, massaging her thighs and ass. Her hands didn't stop. Callia slid her hands over the vee of Delilah's crotch, dipping into the juncture of her thighs. She could feel a wetness gathering through the material of her clothing. She could feel Delilah's heat searing her palm as she rubbed and teased her. Delilah felt an overwhelming sensation wash over her. It had been a long time since she had felt like this. She let out a moan. Soon her own hands sought out Callia's body. 

Various articles of clothing melted away and fell to the floor as hands tugged and caressed each other's bodies. Callia let out a low throaty moan as Delilah's brushed her fingers over Callia's voluptuous breasts. Her nipples hardened to tight taut buds. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss, sucking and nibbling at each other's lips. Tongues dueled in a dance of blissfulness. A moan escaped Delilah's parted lips as she felt Callia pinch her nipples.

"More!" Delilah whispered, urging the strawberry blonde wild elf on. Callia responded in kind, giving Delilah what she asked for. She pinched and pulled, twisting and tweaking until little gasps of pain escaped Delilah's lips.

Then abruptly Callia ended their steamy kiss, tugging Delilah toward her and the bed by her taut elongated nipples. Delilah moaned, loving the feel of the sharp pains.

"Yes...," she hissed. "You know what I like!"

"You like it rough, don't you?" Callia purred.

"Yes!"

"Is that why you prefer big mean orc cock?" Callia snarled as she shoved Delilah down to the bed with as much force as she could muster.

Delilah hit the feather mattress hard and moaned aloud, "Yes! Yes!"

"Maybe all you've known is pain. Let me show a new way. I promise you'll discover my way is just as pleasurable...if not more so." Callia purred as she climbed onto the bed, sliding her compact lithe body over that of the tall dark haired human assassin's. 

Delilah let out a shivering moan. "Yes, please, show me...,"

Scooting Delilah up the bed, Callia used four silken strips she pulled from her haversack to tie her to the bed frame. Callia had initially intended to use them on Amakiir but knew Delilah would appreciate her efforts even more. Delilah strained against her bonds and moaned aloud. Callia then pulled various phallic shaped objects from her haversack. Lastly she produced two small vials of special oils, one of which was the very same oil Amakiir often used on her to tighten her pussy.

Removing the top of one of the vials, she poured a bit of the scented massage oil into the palms.

"Ready?" Callia purred.

"Yes! Yes!" 

Callia straddled her new companion's curvaceous body and rubbed her palms together. She then placed one hand over each of Delilah's breasts and began to massage each lightly and gently. Instead of pinching and tweaking roughly on the stiff nipples, Callia leaned down, taking one in her mouth while softly plucking the other. Her tongue flicked. Her lips sucked. Delilah moaned softly, her head thrashing back and forth upon the pillow behind her head. Yet Callia persisted, changing breasts. She drove Delilah into a moaning frenzy with her talented tongue and hands.

Slipping lower, she rubbed the fragrant oil into Delilah's midsection, massaging it into her tightly muscled abs. Her tongue followed, sliding a wicked course down Delilah's body to her navel. She delved her tongue in, flicking back and forth, tasting the tangy, pungent aroma of her skin.

Downwards, Callia moved, skirting the neatly trimmed bush of dark curls. She worked her way down her shapely thighs to her calves and feet. She soon discovered Delilah's feet were ticklish, and delighted in taking advantage of that knowledge. She rubbed the massage oil into soles of Delilah's feet, paying special attention to the arch of the foot. Delilah groaned then giggled as Callia's light touch skimmed over the toes.

"Please...not my feet...," Delilah protested, with a sigh.

Callia chuckled and slid back up the beautiful human's body. "Very well, my sweet," she granted before returning to her tender ministrations of Delilah's plentiful breasts. 

"You forgot something...," Delilah cried out, nearly begging Callia to appease her needs.

"No, my beautiful one, I haven't. I'm saving the best for that. Just enjoy!" Callia began to stroke Delilah's face. She took particular notice of her lover's lush full lips. She let her own lips linger on Delilah's ears, neck, and breasts before moving back up to her lush lips. The next kiss, though tender and soft, that Callia bestowed upon Delilah lacked none of the earlier passion the harsher kisses had produced. Delilah let out a moan as her body writhed and undulated beneath that of her wild elf lover's.

Callia dropped back down Delilah's body, sliding over the breasts to her thighs. She eased them apart as her fingers dipped down and slid the pink folds open. Delilah let out a whimper. She inhaled the pungent aroma of Delilah's pussy and gasped as she viewed it in all of its spread glory. Her pussy was beautiful. The nest of dark curls was neatly trimmed down to a small patch of curls directly above the folds that nestled her clit. Callia could tell Delilah was incredibly aroused as she noticed how red her swollen cunt lips were and all the cunt juice glistening on her dark curls. 

Kissing her along her right thigh, Callia zeroed in her pussy. The closer Callia got to her cunt, the stronger her scent became. Slowly she licked around her pussy, sucking and kissing her swollen lips. Callia could not wait any longer. She stuck her tongue in her cunt and sucked as much of her sweet nectar as she could. Delilah moaned. She was enjoying it as much as Callia was. She knew she had her so she moved up to Delilah's clit. It was not hard to find since it was sticking out from its hood. As she licked and sucked her clit, Callia slipped a finger into her cunt. She groaned louder this time. Delilah's pussy lips were swollen and glistening with her juices. Callia pulled away from her clit and slowly licked those puffy lips. Mixing it up and keeping Delilah on the edge of orgasmic frenzy, Callia alternated from her lips to her clit to her cunt. 

Finally, she concentrated on her clit while she slipped two fingers in to her cunt. With a deep moan, she buried his face between her legs. Her tongue flicked out and licked up and down her slit and over her clit. She clamped her mouth over her pussy mound and pushed her tongue into her steamy snatch. Delilah lifted her ass up off the bed and humped Callia's face while squealing as the overwhelming sensations of her climax thundered through her body. But Callia was not finished with Delilah. She licked up to her clit, then back down across her pussy to the tight nub of her ass. She clamped her mouth over her swollen mound and slurped her female nectar with her lips and tongue. Then she lathered her tight ass with her own flowing juices, flicking the tip of her tongue back and forth across the tight nub. She moved her lips, tongue back to Delilah's pussy, and pressed her fingers against her ass until it pushed inside. 

Delilah continued her moaning and gasping. She squirmed hard against Callia's probing fingers and tongue. She shoved two fingers into Delilah's hot pussy and ground them around against the walls of her cunt. Delilah was close. Her gasps and moans were getting louder and louder. Callia shoved her finger deep into Delilah's ass, fucked her pussy fast, and sucked her clit between her lips, biting it gently. 

Delilah's entire body tensed. A scream escaped from her throat. Her legs were shaking. She thrust her pussy violently up against Callia's mouth. Juices gushed from her pussy. Callia clamped her mouth over her swollen pussy and sucked her sweet nectar into her mouth. Her other finger continued to pumped in and out of her ass. Never had she felt anything quite like this. Delilah collapsed against her bonds, nearing exhaustion.

But Callia wasn't done with her yet. She reached for the other vial of oil and poured some into her hand. She rubbed her hands together before returning them to Delilah's cum soaked pussy. She gently massaged the swollen pussy lips and engorged clit, bringing new cries from Delilah. Then she pushed two fingers inside, thrusting in as deep as she could until she found Delilah's sweet spot. With her oiled fingers, she rubbed the sensitive mass of nerves. Soon Delilah was bucking and screaming as her body erupted in another round of cumming fury. Callia pulled her fingers out and massaged the outer lips. She knew Delilah would soon tighten. Then it was time to show her how a gentle fucking could be more pleasurable than a harsher one. 

She allowed Delilah to rest while she dug the strap-on apparatus from her sack of goodies. Then she selected a polished ivory phallic attachment and nested it in the harness of the apparatus. Grabbing the oil, she coated the ivory cock and slipped the whole apparatus into place around her slender hips. 

"Are you ready, sweet Delilah?" Callia murmured, her voice low and feral.

"Yes, yes, yes...," Delilah moaned, writhing about on the bed.

Callia released Delilah's ankles from the bonds and slid into place over her. She softly nipped at her breasts before guiding the ivory phallus towards Delilah's dripping wet pussy. "Tell me if this is not comfortable. Tell me if you are not enjoying how I fuck your sweet pussy." 

Callia easily nestled herself in the cradle of Delilah's hips as she slid the ivory cock up and down over her lover's swollen pussy lips. She lined the tip up and pushed her hips, sinking the head into Delilah's hot snatch. Further, she pushed in and her swollen cunt split open as Callia's 'cock' penetrated into her slipperiness. She felt so tight. Her silk-like walls gripped the phallus as Callia pushed deeper and deeper inside her. 

It was if Callia then lost herself in the moment. She knew what she herself enjoyed and called upon those memories as she eagerly thrust into Delilah's juicy pussy. She kept her thrusts steady and even, not wanting to penetrate her too harshly. She knew if she wasn't careful, the ivory phallus could hurt Delilah. She took her time and increased her rhythm a little at a time until she found the depth and stroke that would bring forth the most pleasure. She knew she had found Delilah's sweet spot once more as Delilah let out a series of screams. 

"More...please...more...right there....yes...right there...more...," Delilah gasped out as she brought her legs up to wrap around Callia. "Harder...harder...,"

Callia gave her what she begged for, increasing her thrusts. She pulled back all the way to the hilt and pulled out and slammed into her again driving her 'cock' even deeper into Delilah's cum soaked cunt. That began a hard and reckless fuck. Callia pounded into her as Delilah screamed, still begging for more.

"Fuck me, Callia. Shove your big hard cock up my pussy. Please...," 

And Callia obliged Delilah, fucking her as hard as she could and as deeply as she could take it. She turned Delilah into a cumming machine as one orgasm hit after the other, rocking her body. She screamed until she collapsed, unable to take no more.


When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 02



Callia grasped Delilah's hand as they left the room they shared in the Golden Oak with Amakiir. Their soft giggles continued as they made their plans as they descended the stairs to the common room. They had planned to share a bottle of wine before making their way outside to meet up with Nathan. Callia smiled as she touched Delilah's side and directed her to a table and called for the serving wench.

She moved the chairs as close together as she could and patted the seat, inviting Delilah to sit. Delilah obliged and soon the two were whispering softly between them, pressed close in an intimate pose. Callia handed the serving wench a few platinum coins when she delivered the bottle of the inn's finest Elvish wine. She immediately popped the cork and went about pouring the delicately delicious elven spirit. 

"You'll love this," Callia purred, raising her glass in toast. "It's the best."

"I do believe you intend to get me drunk on your high class spirits. I'm really just a simple girl, more accustomed to swill." Delilah replied quite dramatically.

"I think we'll both need it for the night to come. I so want my Nathan...," Callia sighed as she stared up into Delilah's beguiling eyes. Yet at that moment, the truth of it all hit her. It humbled her. She had never wanted anyone so badly in her life: to be kissed, held and touched by Delilah, to hear Delilah's words whispered so softly in her ear. Callia never wanted to be parted from her ever again. 

She watched as Delilah took a hearty swig and licked a drop of the wine from her lips. Callia let out a groan and ran her hand the length of Delilah's thighs. As Delilah lips parted ever so slightly once more, Callia had an urge to kiss her, to cover her lips with her own and draw in her breath, her life, her words, her smiles and laughter. An ache crept through her body and her moan deepened. She leaned over and kissed her softly, sweetly. She didn't care they were in a room full of people. It didn't matter to her if folks stopped and stared. Let them watch. The thought made her behavior all that much more daring and naughty. She inched closer and brushed her hands over her shoulders and down to the tips of her breasts. Her nipples sprung to life through the material of her tunic and Callia grinned wickedly.

She moved her hands down further over her lean, taut stomach and stopped at her triangle of her lush thighs. Callia wanted to slip her fingers inside her trousers. Delilah squirmed about in her chair, parting her thighs ever so slightly and it was just enough for Callia's hands to cup the mound. Her eyes glanced into Delilah's as hers were fluttering shut, locked in the haze of potent wine and the headiness of desire. She let out a soft moan and re-opened her eyes, focusing on Callia, who smiled warmly at her.

Delilah's lips returned the smile, curling upwards as another sigh slipped out. And her hands, long and slender, lifted from her sides to caress Callia's arms and then her shoulders. She tugged gently, wanting to pull Callia even closer. Callia obliged and gazed into her face, taking in every line, every feature...dark eyebrows, large, soft brown eyes, a small, perfect nose, sensuous lips. Callia sighed, appreciating her dark beauty. Delilah laughed gaily and squeezed Callia even closer, pulling her from her chair and onto her lap. Callia settled in, straddling Delilah's lap. Their breasts found each other and there was a mutual moan, Delilah's then Callia's. Her hands traced Callia's back gently, making every muscle stir. Her skin came to life in a thousand tingles as nail and skin combined. She stretched her legs out so she could be even closer. Soon they were tangled around each other and Callia felt Delilah's pubic bone next to hers. They rocked together in a slow dance. Callia kissed and sucked at Delilah's neck and shoulders. She tasted slightly tangy, and still smelled of sex. 

Callia wanted more. She had to have more. Delilah laughed again and whispered Callia's name in a low growl.

Delilah enwrapped Callia in her arms and cuddled into her, her hand rested on Callia's breast, circled her nipple through her halter, then traced down further over her stomach to the bottom of her thigh length skirt. Every inch of Callia tensed as Delilah inched her fingers inside and up to the vee of her thighs. Callia groaned into her mouth as Delilah's fingers parted her nether lips and inched closer to her clit. It seemed like an eternity before her fingers reached the swollen nub. As she tickled and circled her clit, Callia felt her hips rise to Delilah's touch and was suddenly thrown into a frenzy. Every part of Callia ached and she grasped at Delilah's skin, urging her on. 

Delilah caressed her with the flat of her palm, making Callia incredibly wet! Delilah moaned and Callia let out an ecstatic sigh as she slid a finger inside of her. She thought she would explode. Delilah moved her finger slowly at first. Callia's hips rocked and rose to catch her movements, then she slid another inside and Callia called her name out desperately as she melted. She pressed as tight as she could and pinched Delilah's nipples through her shirt. Delilah's fingers were deep inside Callia, knowing she was driving her crazy.

Then Callia came all at once, suddenly, strongly, her hips bucking into Delilah's palm. She let out a squeal as she pressed her mouth against Delilah's neck and nipped in effort not to scream. Her movements quickened then slowed. Delilah raised her head, smiled, and laughed devilishly as Callia growled out all the naughty elven words she knew while Delilah withdrew her fingers from Callia's dripping cunt but cupped over her to catch the remainder of her orgasm. Callia moaned and sighed as her senses returned. She pulled Delilah back to her so she could hold her and kiss her. She rocked her in her arms and kissed her mouth, her face, and her ears. 

But all too soon the moment was broken as the serving wench slammed a mug on their table and leaned towards them. "Get a room if ye haven't one. The common room is not meant for such dalliances."

Callia and Delilah burst into giggles as they stumbled to their feet and straightened their clothing. With a fit of pique, Callia fastened her hands on Delilah's breasts and squeezed while she drew up tight against her. She planted upon her glorious mouth a passionate kiss before leading her to the door. She hoped Nathan would be waiting. If not, she'd likely press Delilah against a wall and make her scream. She wanted her very badly. She wanted to feel her hands on her soft skin and slip her tongue between her silky sweet lips. She had to have her again...very soon.

Callia glanced skyward as she pressed Delilah up against the side of the building. The moon was almost at its apex...soon Nathan would join them. But for now, she turned attention to her sweet Delilah. 

"I want to fuck your pussy...now," Callia demanded as she gripped her lover's trousers. She coaxed the dark haired beauty's legs apart as she untied the drawstring, letting them shimmy down her shapely thighs to pool at her feet. Lifting her slightly up the wall, Callia settled herself in the cradle of Delilah's hips and groped for her bag of naughty tricks. Brandishing the ivory phallus, she slid it back into its harness and guided it between Delilah's wet lips.

"Touch me," Delilah moaned. "Please, finger me..."

Callia let out a moan as she sought her lover's lips and kissed her, slipping her tongue out to dance with Delilah's. She softly caressed Delilah's breasts, pulling the tunic up to expose her milky globes to her seeking hands. She fondled and gently tugged her nipples, plucking them until Delilah's moans grew louder against their dueling mouths. 

"Touch me...," Delilah pleaded as her own hands sought out the ties on Callia's halter.

Down Delilah's lithe body Callia slid her hands until she reached her pussy. She teased her as she rubbed the tip of the ivory phallus back and forth over her swollen pussy lips. Delilah writhed and moaned as she moved her lips to Callia's pointed ears. She nipped and sucked, flicking her tongue over their sensitive points. Callia groaned, jabbing the phallus upwards to penetrate Delilah ever so slightly.

"Ooooooooooohhhhh...touch me please...,"

Pulling back, she slipped her fingers in the phallus' place. Then she slid her hand between them until she could feel the heat and moisture of Delilah's cunt. Her hips rocked against Callia's hand as she explored her. Callia found her clit and stroked it as Delilah moaned. She moved her other hand down over her belly and mound till she located her clit once more. Callia tickled it as her other hand entered her pussy. Callia could feel all Delilah's inside muscles clamp down on her finger. Delilah nibbled on Callia's neck, shoulders and ears, leaving marks all the way and whispered her name. Callia began sliding her finger in and around Delilah as her other hand teased her clit. Her hips started to speed up, and Callia quickened as well. She slid in yet another finger. Delilah moaned deeply as her orgasm neared and Callia slid my fingers in right to the third knuckle. Delilah was hot and very wet and both of them groaned with appreciation. Delilah was melting around Callia's talented hands. Then Callia slipped in a third finger and Delilah's head snapped back, her hips rocked, and a low and desperate moan escaped from her mouth. Callia could feel Delilah throbbing as she whispered my name over and over. Her juices coated Callia's hand as she delved into her. Her hips jerked and rotated as Callia sped up, and finally she let out one final groan. But Callia had only begun pleasure her sweet Delilah. Rubbing the ivory phallus over Delilah's lips, she readied her for what was next. She nipped her ear and whispered, "I'm going to fuck you now. Tell me you want it! Tell me...,"

"Yessssss, Ohhhhhhhhhh, yessssss...please fuck me...I want to cum again...," Delilah moaned against Callia's neck.

Callia let loose a throaty chuckle as she pressed the juice slicked phallus against Delilah hot slick cunt. She shifted her hips and pushed Delilah a tiny bit higher up the wall while finding the perfect cradle for her own hips. Delilah whimpered as the course grain of the wall scraped her bare bottom. Yet all was forgotten as the phallus slid within her swollen lips. Delilah let out a cry and clutched at Callia's back, her nails raking the skin. She wrapped her legs around Callia, giving her more thrusting room. Inch by tormenting inch, Callia slowly eased into her, spreading her walls, still amazed that Delilah had remained so tight even after their earlier tryst. 

Delilah let out a low cry as the ivory phallus slid in all the way, causing her nerves to ignite. She let out a moan.

Callia knew she had her where she wanted her. She began her thrusting, pacing herself as she started slowly and worked her way up to the quicker, deeper thrusts. She gripped Delilah's ass cheeks, spreading them open. Delilah squealed as Callia rubbed a finger against the entrance to the sexy assassin's tight ass. 

"You want it...sweet Delilah...want me to take your ass...," Callia moaned against her lover's cheek.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!"

Callia worked herself into a frenzy as she pulverized Delilah's pussy, making her sloppy wet while she smeared her ass with the juices. 

"Soooooooo close now...please...fuck me harder...," Delilah begged.

And Callia obliged, slamming the ivory phallus in to her as hard as she could. She waited for the right moment. She knew Delilah was close, as her moans, pants, and cries started to get louder. And as her pussy blossomed with a gush of wetness, Callia pulled out and pressed the head of her 'cock' against Delilah's ass. She pushed through the tight ass lips, causing Delilah to squeal and squirm from the pleasure/pain of the moment. Callia soothed her as she plucked her nipples and returned her fingers back to the now empty pussy. She curled them forward, searching once more for Delilah's sweet spot. As she located it, she was rewarded with a loud moan from Delilah. She knew Delilah couldn't take much more as her pussy walls gripped all three of Callia's fingers, her juicy fluid flooding as the seconds passed.

"YESSSSS...HARDER...FUCK ME...," Delilah cried, as she buried her face against Callia's neck.

Several more hard thrusts followed before Delilah screamed and exploded against the wild elf's fingers. She slumped against her lover and moaned.

"You are so wonderful, my sweet," Callia purred as she pulled the ivory phallus out of Delilah's tight ass and sought out her lips for a steamy tongue filled kiss.

Delilah returned the kiss, adding to its hotness as she slipped her tongue between Callia's lips.

Callia jumped as she felt a pair of hands on her bottom. She pulled back from Delilah to growl a warning at whoever had touched her, but her warning fell short as she heard a voice whisper in her ear.

"Did you start the party without me?" the voice purred.

She relaxed and allowed him to press his body against hers. "We couldn't help ourselves," Callia giggled. "Have you come to join us?"

"Of course, how could I turn that down?" Nathan purred as he nipped her ear and nuzzled her back against his body. "Shall we seek somewhere more private?"

"Have you any place in mind?" Callia asked, knowing she couldn't take him up to her room within the Golden Oak.

"I do, if you lovely ladies will come with me." Nathan replied. 

After allowing Callia and Delilah to right their clothing and put away the toys, he grabbed each of their hands and led them out into the street away from the Golden Oak. 

They walked for several minutes, crossing over into the old city by way of the Moonbridge. He took them to a small cottage that looked very old and elven in design. 

"Feels like home," Callia sighed with a hint of remembrance in her voice. 

Opening the door, Nathan ushered his lovely companions inside. The inside turned out to be as impressive as the outside. Flowing elven craft dominated the interior. "It's beautiful."

"But not as beautiful as you, my love," Nathan whispered. He drew her into his arms and held her close to him. They began to kiss feverishly with their tongues indulging in a seductive heady dance. Callia let out a needy whimper as he cupped her ass and pulled her flush with his raging erection. "Feel what you do to me. I can't stop thinking about fucking you up against that wall. You were sooo good, love."

"It only gets better." Callia untangled herself away from Nathan and reached for Delilah. "You can't even begin to imagine what we have in store for you."

Callia drew Delilah into her embrace then reached back for Nathan. Her arms caressed both of them. She flicked her eyes back and forth between the two as they seemed to size each other up. "Nathan dear, kiss my pretty Delilah."

Nathan didn't have to be asked twice as he leaned in to capture Delilah's sexy mouth. Delilah moaned as his tongue flicked between her parted lips and gave herself over to the passionate kiss. He moved his hands to cup her breasts. She arched her back, cooing. When she did this, he moved to capture the tip of her ear between his lips, and she gasped. He kissed her ear, blew into it. She squirmed against him. Everywhere his skin met hers tingled with electric pleasure and wanted more and she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a deep kiss. Nathan kissed her back with the same intensity. There they stayed for an eternity in a lover's embrace just feeling each other's bodies against each other. She felt her nipples tighten at the lazy caresses as his fingers plucked and rolled at the sensitive peaks through her tunic, a shiver racing down her spine as he pressed kisses along her neck. 

All of their clothing melted away as they stood together, naked, entwined, feverishly exchanging heated kisses. They took turns exchanging kisses, lips and tongues entwined. They slid onto the bed and continued the heady kiss. Callia let out a soft moan as Nathan's lips settled over hers. They were hot as they moved over hers in demanding kisses. His mouth slanted over hers, more unrelentingly. She gasped when his tongue plunged between, only to slide deeper into her mouth. Fire licked through her. She moaned as he sucked lightly on her tongue, feeling an answering throb between her thighs. He shifted, pressing against her thigh as one of his wedged itself between hers. His hand slid up over her belly to rest just above the swell of her hips. Yet Callia had other ideas. She winked at Delilah and motioned to her. The two pressed Nathan to the bed and slid up against him. Following Callia's lead, Delilah went straight for Nathan's crotch. She leaned forward and took his steeled cock deep into her mouth, swirling her tongue along the shaft as she pushed herself further down. A quick moment passed before Delilah pulled herself away. Slick now with her own lubrication, she went back to working, licking, sucking and stroking her way down his cock, until there was nothing left but his balls hanging just below her lips.

Nathan cried out as he felt his orgasm beginning to rise. He could think of naught else when her delicious mouth was wrapped around his cock like this. Delilah let his cock slide out of her throat and began the ascent up his shaft. 

As soon as it cleared her mouth, Nathan lunged forward and grabbed her, pushing her down across the bed as he mounted her from behind.

"Yes, Yes!" She cried out, her words echoing in the large chamber. "Please, fuck me...."

Her words were lost as he shoved his cock deep inside her, bottoming out against her back wall with a single stroke. She shook and grabbed the bed sheets in her fist as her body started to convulse with her orgasm. 

"FUCK ME!" Her scream was ripped from her body. 

Nathan grabbed her small body by the hips and gave himself over to the moment, pounding his long cock deep into her cunt on every single stroke. Delilah cried out over and over again, thrusting herself back into him, trying to increase the force of his strokes even more. 

Tired of not being able to see her face or hear her screams right in his ear, Nathan pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy and spun her around. She lay back onto the bed, legs spread wide with one hand diddling her clit. Her eyes widened as he crawled between her legs and hitched her legs up over his shoulders. 

"Yes... Please..." Delilah begged. "Fuck me... please, yes......"

Nathan dipped his head down between her smooth thighs and ran his tongue straight from her puckered rosebud all the way up and over to her clit. He dove down again, spearing her asshole with his tongue, teasing her clit with his fingers as he began to make a slower and gentler circuit around her pussy. 

Using his hands and mouth to explore every inch of her dripping wet snatch, Nathan took his time and enjoyed himself. Delilah might beg and plead with him to fuck her, but he would have none of that. This was something he enjoyed just as much. 

Nor could Delilah deny the effect that his explorations had upon her body. The first orgasm had rocked her world, and now, aftershocks and tremors ran through her body constantly under his assault. Writhing back and forth upon the bed, she mewled her pleasure out softly now, rather than screaming it to the high heavens above. 

Finally, Nathan found what he'd been looking for. Hooking two fingers against the wall of her pussy, Nathan found the sweet spot, the one spot that would drive her insane, no matter what he had visited upon her before that moment. 

Delilah exploded. Her eyes shot open and her hands seized Nathan by the hair, pulling him hard into her pussy as it expelled load after load of delicious cum into his mouth and onto his face. Her body shook uncontrollably now, holding onto him for support as much as to prolong her own pleasure.




When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 02



When it finally passed, and Delilah lay back on the bed again, Nathan moved his body until his cock lay even with her mouth. 

"Slowly now, sweet Delilah, we're in no hurry."

As the minutes ticked by, Nathan lay there, propped up on one elbow enjoying a long, luxurious cock-sucking from the beautiful woman between his legs. He could feel his orgasm building now, threatening like the clouds of the summer storms. His passion glazed eyes glanced up from the incredible sight on Delilah working on his dick to peruse the rest of the room. His sweet Callia was silent in all of this. He found her sitting in a nearby chair. Callia was enjoying the show immensely. Her legs were spread across the arms of the chair and she slowly diddled her clit as she watched the two lovers on the bed. Her eyes were clouded with a deeply aroused haziness.

"Delilah..." His voice was a whisper now, raspy from intense pleasure. 

All of a sudden, he felt his cock slip past the ring of muscles, into her throat. And then the explosion began. He could feel his body pumping jet after jet of his seed down Delilah's gullet and into her stomach. 

When he regained control of his voice, he let loose a roar which surely would've woken anyone sleeping nearby. It dragged on and on, until his orgasm finally thundered one last time and subsided. 

Delilah was a moment in recovering. On impulse, he leaned down and kissed her full force on the mouth. The kiss was unusual, given that it was a combination of her lips and his, her sex, and his, all thrown together as their tongues wrestled briefly.

She gasped as he broke the kiss, her entire body flush with sexual desire. "That was the most incredible experience I've ever had............with a man." Delilah admitted, as her eyes flicked from him to Callia. 

"Let's give dear Nathan a rest for a moment while we give him a show." Callia purred as she stood up from the chair and crossed the few feet separating her from the bed. Crawling up, she licked the length of Nathan's semi-flaccid cock and grinned as he let out a groan. Then she made her way up to Delilah, who lay with her eyes closed enjoying the afterglow of the bliss she'd just experienced with Nathan. She opened her eyes to gaze into the smiling face of Callia. 

The women kissed sweetly, tongues playing, sighing; their lips were full and soft. Delilah's arms traced the contours of Callia's body, from shoulder to hip, and then cupped her rounded cheeks. Their kisses deepened and Callia moaned as she reached out to embrace her tightly.

As their warm bodies met Callia moaned into her mouth. She spread her legs apart as Delilah cupped her pussy and began to roughly probe. When Callia gasped, pumping on her fingers, Delilah bit her neck passionately.

Callia was helpless and wet arousal trickled between her legs as Delilah toyed with her body, forcing her toward another climax. When she next plunged fingers into her ass, Callia cried out uncontrollably, gripping her shoulders. She was trembling. 

Fighting for breath Callia looked into Delilah's dark eyes. Smiling gently, stroking her hair, nibbling on the corner of her mouth, Delilah gentled her until she regained some control. Then with a lewd grin, she slowly stood. Putting one foot on the corner of the bed Delilah spread herself with her fingers.

"Lick me...." 

Callia looked up at her glistening pussy. She touched Delilah's clit with her tongue and was rewarded with a moan. Ah, yes. Callia began to hungrily lap at her folds. As Delilah moaned and spread her legs wider Callia brought her hands into play. 

"Oh, yes. Finger me. Finger my pussy," Delilah breathed, and Callia was happy to oblige. She was so warm, so hot; it was a wonderful sensation to slide fingers inside that heat. The slipperiness was erotic, her sweet smell was overpowering, and Callia knew she was close to cumming when Delilah gripped her fingers with her strong internal muscles.

Delilah's hands were on her head, urging her on as Callia continued her ravishment. Her juices drenched fingers and coated Callia's face. 

"Lie back," she ordered, and when Callia stretched out, Delilah turned around and lowered her pussy into Callia's face, pushing her hard into the mattress. In return, Callia grabbed her ass cheeks in both hands and pulled that heat into her willing mouth. Callia could see all of Delilah now, her pink pussy, the dripping wetness, her tiny asshole tightly clenched. 

Knowing Delilah's love for anal play she pulled her down further so she could stab at that hole with her tongue. She continued licking and tasting until she felt that hole relax. Then she slid fingers inside. Callia continued playing with Delilah's ass, sliding in and out as she nibbled fiercely on her clit. Delilah squirmed and sighed and Callia knew she was ready.

Callia closed her eyes when she felt a thick phallic object tease the entrance of her pussy. She barely had time to take a breath before Delilah plunged it inside and began to fuck her roughly. Her hips pumped in obvious reply. It was wonderful, Delilah's tongue on her clit and the ivory phallus in her pussy. For a moment Callia couldn't remember where she was. The vibrations tore through her body and she groaned as the sensations quickly put her over the top. The quick, sharp orgasm shook her system and she stiffened against Delilah, moaning lustfully.

Callia reached down to pull the ivory phallus from her pussy and smiled when she discovered it warm and dripping with juices. Callia placed the thick phallus at the tender opening to Delilah's ass and in a swift motion lunged forward.

Callia's pussy muffled Delilah's loud screams and as she attacked her clit a fresh torrent of wetness flowed from her. She fucked her ass rapidly, loving how her tight hole was forced open by the toy. She loved how Delilah whimpered with each thrust, seemingly pleading for more. Now it was Callia's turn to shout into a dripping pussy as Delilah bit her clit. 

Oh, God. They both climaxed in loud, wet, writhing shouts, whimpering, moaning and gasping. Callia swore her heart stopped for a moment. Delilah stroked her gently. "Breathe, baby," she said, and Callia managed a shuddering breath. Grasping her face in both hands Delilah kissed her, and Callia returned it with all the exhausted passion she could manage.

Then Delilah pushed Callia to her hands and knees.

Her body rested on a comforting pillow as her hands gripped the sheets. She was moaning uncontrollably and clenching shaking limbs as a very talented tongue attacked her dripping pussy.

"Oh, yes."

With a sly chuckle Delilah moved a hand to slide naughty fingers into her quivering pussy. Callia gasped and unconsciously pumped her hips in erotic reply. When her clit was suddenly stimulated she let out a squeal.

And then the fingers and tongue disappeared as a blunt hardness began to probe her aroused tissues. Callia groaned, eyes closed, as it slowly entered, slowly stretched her pussy. She arched her back, cat-like, and spread her legs wider to accommodate. Delilah had pulled a larger obsidian phallus shaped toy from Callia's naughty bag of tricks. 

"Oh, yessssss." Callia hissed in pleasure as the large head of the toy spread her pussy lips.

The thickness pulled out slightly and then roughly drove back inside. And again. And again. Callia had difficulty maintaining her balance as the strokes became harder and faster. 

"Yes. Oh yes!"

She moaned with each powerful thrust and groaned when the fingers returned to pleasure her clit. Callia screamed as an intense orgasm overtook her. Afterwards with her eyes closed, Callia could feel her heart pounding as she tried to catch her breath. After the thick tool withdrew, her knees gave out and she collapsed on her side, trembling.

Delilah slid up on the bed and Callia sighed at the tender caresses on her cheek. Wet fingers touched her lips and then entered, filling her mouth with her own juices. Callia sucked on them, enjoying the taste of her own tangy juices.

Then it was all too soon that Delilah found herself being pushed to her hands and knees. Clever hands caressed her and then a familiar wet tongue slid naughtily into her tight ass. Moaning once again, Delilah pushed back against Callia's delicious mouth. Lustfully, Delilah plunged fingers into her own pussy; she was so incredibly wet she could hear the slippery sounds as she slid them in and out.

Callia stopped playing long enough to whisper filthy things to her.

"Such a slut you are," she gently smirked. "You are such a nasty little bitch."

"Yes," Delilah gasped. "Yes I am, please, don't stop." And she squirmed happily against Callia's tongue and her own fingers, wanting to climax again and again. But the tongue stopped dancing on her flesh as the other woman pulled away. 

"Please lick me." Delilah ordered. "Lick me now."

"Yes," she purred, highly aroused. "Yes, Delilah."

While Callia shuddered in anticipation, Delilah stretched herself out on the bed, lean body well displayed. Callia started to follow her instructions but then realized Nathan had crawled up next to them, his raging cock lengthened to its full hardened thickness. He slowly stroked himself, his heated gaze upon them both.

"Nathan..."

His face was filled with lust, and love and tenderness.

"I'm here, my sweet. Do it. Taste her. Let me see you bury your face in her juicy twat."

While she needed very little encouragement, his eager words incited her to action. Callia buried her face in Delilah's eager pussy and began to lap her wet folds. She stroked that lean body as she licked, squeezed her nipples, and then reveled in Delilah's excited squeal when she slid a finger into her tight ass.

The sounds of Nathan's groans encouraged the writhing women. He caressed Callia's shoulders and back, and then slid down to squeeze her rounded cheeks with his strong hands. She whimpered impatiently until he slid his thick cock around the outside of her wetness, teasing and toying. And then in a smooth motion, he thrust completely into her pussy, causing her to moan, forcing her face into Delilah's pussy.

He fucked her with short, rough strokes, taking complete possession, demanding her release. Callia was so excited at the moment he reached around to pinch her clit she imploded in orgasm, losing her grip on Delilah. But Nathan continued thrusting as she crested, pushing her further, taking her higher, through another peak until she lost all control and was quietly moaning, limbs trembling. 

Gently, Nathan pulled back, and then helped his exhausted elven lover to her side. Delilah kissed Callia's brow before smiling up at him. He returned her smile as she spread her pretty legs for his gaze, offering him her open wetness. Placing himself between Delilah's thighs, he gripped her hips and without other preliminaries shoved hard into her.

Callia watched, shaken yet excited, as her Nathan once more fucked Delilah. She wrapped her long legs around Nathan's waist as he thrust, and she gasped as he gripped her nipples. Leaning forward, he kissed her, their tongues battling wildly, and then he continued pounding into her pussy.

The sweat trickled from Nathan's back and his white ass cheeks tightened with each inward thrust. Delilah was moaning, her eyes closed, and she pumped her hips wildly and scratched her long fingernails down Nathan's strong arms.

As she watched, Callia's exhaustion was replaced with heart-pounding arousal. She licked her lips, and then realized her mouth still tasted of Delilah's pussy, so she reached up to kiss Nathan. He eagerly ground his lips against hers, sharing their juices, happily groaning before he continued to fuck Delilah.

Putting her hand on his chest Delilah suddenly stopped him.

"Let's change position," she managed, and as he moved back, erection raging, she positioned herself on her hands and knees.

"Callia, love. Get beneath me, beautiful. Let me love you, too."

Callia moved to accommodate, with face to groin, and Delilah grinned as she settled in. The women found each other's clits and began to feast. Callia gasped at the touch of Delilah's mouth on her sensitive tissues but happily returned the favor. Emboldened, she wasted no time in shoving wet fingers into Delilah's pussy and ass. 

Nathan was watching but was too impatient to wait long. Moving Callia's hands, he began to finger Delilah's tightest hole, stopping occasionally to lap at the crinkly orifice. Finally he centered himself as she squirmed and moaned with anticipation. Callia pulled Delilah's cheeks apart from below and watched when he plunged inside her tight ass.

He gently forced his passage until he was completely buried. He was gentle but demanding. They'd denied him too long. He felt much different than the ivory phallus Callia had used on her. Delilah was whimpering at the dull pain of his thickness stretching her. Taking her cue from Nathan, Callia began licking Delilah's pussy while Nathan gave her time to become accommodated to his size. 

Then without warning Nathan began to fuck Delilah. Roughly. Callia bit her clit, licked the juices from her body, and held her tightly while Nathan commanded Delilah's submission. Callia marveled at the sight of his thick cock sliding in and out of her clenching ass.

Nathan gave a few more serious strokes and Callia knew he was close to orgasm. Delilah's body shuddered, and when Callia attacked her clit again she shouted out her pleasure. That was too much for Nathan, and he growled as he exploded inside her tight ass.

Shaking, covered with sweat they collapsed together on the bed. They were still breathing heavily, their hearts pounding, thoughts racing, even as they slowly calmed. Still, they couldn't quite contain their gasps and sighs and moans.

Callia stroked Delilah's hair as her eyes closed in weariness. "Poor baby," she said, moving over to kiss her swollen lips. 

"Must...rest...," Delilah moaned, hoarsely.

"Then rest, my sweet." Callia purred, knowing her own overused body needed a bit of rest as well. 

The two females cuddled up around Nathan, spooning him with arms and legs entwined, as they drifted off into a sated sleep. 



When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 03



It was morning when Callia returned to her room she shared with Amakiir at the Golden Oak. Still aglow with the flush of incredible passion, she hummed as she bounded up the stairs to the private rooms. She smiled as she recalled her tryst with Delilah and Nathan. The sex had been heavenly. She wasn't sure she could go back to what she'd had before she'd experienced being with Delilah and Nathan. Yet she knew there would be consequences. It was the only reason she'd left the small cottage where both Delilah and Nathan still lay sleeping. 

As she reached the door to her room, she noticed it wasn't locked. Why would Amakiir leave it open like this? That didn't make sense. He knew he said he was exhausted. Perhaps he drifted off into reverie and had forgotten to lock it. She knew he had magic spells for that. Puzzled, she pushed open the door and let herself in. Closing the door behind her, Callia scanned the darkened room and found it empty. Where was Amakiir? She crossed room to the bed as her brow furrowed in confusion. Where was he? Callia tapped her boot on the floor as she glanced around. 

"Amakiir?" she called, as she moved away from the bed to check to bath that adjoined the room. "Are you here?"

Hmmm...it was morning. Perhaps he still had things to take care of. She returned back to the bed. Soon she felt a shimmering of magic caress the air around her and knew he was there. She opened her mouth to speak his name, but it died in her throat as he materialized out of the shadows. Her heart started beating faster when she saw Amakiir. He looked devastatingly handsome with his long hair flowing down over his shoulders and piercing silver eyes. He moved in behind her and wrapped his arms firmly around her.

"I see you have returned," he said. "Was your escapade worth it?"

"You know how I feel. Why must we rehash this yet again?" Callia snapped in reply. "Are you going to punish me? Or was that just an empty threat?"

He leaned down to kiss her cheek and said, "I never make empty threats, my pretty one. You should know that by now."

He caressed her upper arms gently, and then gripped them firmly. Startled, she gasped and then tried to break loose. But Amakiir took control.

"My sweet, it seems we have unfinished business."

"Do we? Is this unfinished business you are referring to my punishment for being a naughty little slut?"

Dragging her away from the bed, he said, "I've let your naughty behavior go on long enough. Perhaps you'll think about your punishment the next time you betray me."

He was amused at her continued protests as he marched her to the center of the room. He sat on the large wing back chair and pulled her across his lap. Smiling an evil grin, he cupped her ass cheeks firmly.

"What do you think you are doing?!" she growled out, wriggling fiercely to get free.

"You know what I'm doing," he murmured, pulling her short skirt up over her struggling hips, "and you are going to like it. I thought I'd already taught you this lesson once, my pretty one. I guess you'll have to learn it again and this time I won't hold back."

Amakiir drank in the lovely sight of her. She was beautiful and incredibly sexy. He grinned evilly. He caressed her bare bottom, running his hands softly over the smooth cheeks of her cute round ass. 

SLAP!

He hit one perfect cheek, watching the creamy globe redden slightly.

SLAP!

The other side quickly received the same.

Her flesh smarted and she started kicking and flailing at him. While squirming all over his lap, Callia started to plead with him to stop.

Amakiir answered her with a firm spanking.

"I suppose (SLAP!) you think (SLAP!) that because (SLAP!) you wish it (SLAP!) I'll stop? (SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!)You are quite mistaken, my sweet."

SLAP! 

SLAP! 

SLAP! 

SLAP!

SLAP!

"I have (SLAP!) been more (SLAP!) than generous (SLAP!) with you! (SLAP!) I have given (SLAP!) you more than what a (SLAP!) slut like you deserves! (SLAP!) And (SLAP!) this is (SLAP!) how you repay (SLAP! SLAP!) me. You cum guzzling little whore. (SLAP! SLAP!) HOW DARE YOU!?!?!?"

SLAP! 

SLAP! 

SLAP! 

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

Amakiir stopped momentarily in order to readjust her position on his lap and clamped a firmer hand on her to keep her in place. He ripped her short skirt from her body with a strength that surprised her. Then he reached for the rest of her clothing, stripping her completely nude as she lay squirming over his lap. He let his eyes take a walk over her nude backside and he groaned at the sight. She was so incredibly fuckable. 

Yet Callia wasn't ready to give up her fight. He may think her he had her where he wanted her, but she vowed to prove him wrong. Sometimes Amakiir's version of punishment was just that. Punishment. It bordered on the edges of sickness. Her mind flashed back to the half-orc he had allowed to ravage her. Callia didn't want that again. Nor did she want him to pulverize her tight ass like he'd done the day before. 

Or did she? She didn't have to return to him bright and early. She could've waited. She could've waited for him to come after her. She hadn't, though. 

Callia attempted to twist in his arms and break free of his hold as a voice inside her head accused her of purposely angering Amakiir. She wanted to be punished by him. Her mind forced her to admit she was a glutton for punishment and it actually got her off more intensely.

"No," she cried aloud in denial as she flailed about more intensely. 

"Don't fight it, pretty one. You know you want this. I can smell it. You need it." Amakiir quipped, amused by her fight. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back. Then he looked for something with which to restrain them. He grabbed one of the silken ties he'd used the day before, and quickly tied them tightly. 

That would do nicely. Yes, indeed it would. With her wrists bound behind her back, he held her tight while he divested himself of all his clothing. Then he began rubbing his hands together in anticipation. He was going to enjoy this. He was going to enjoy giving his little bitch what she deserved.

He began to spank her forcefully. Hard slaps, without pause, and then even harder still. Callia whimpered as she bit her lip, the noises growing louder and louder as she dared not try to cry out. 

Stopping momentarily, he listened for any complaints. Yet all he heard was a few low groans. Then, searching through her 'naughty bag of tricks,' he pulled out her thick obsidian phallus. He held it up in front of her face and told her to spread her legs. When she didn't immediately comply, he found a leather paddle and strapped her harshly across the center of her cheeks several times. It left raised welts and deepened the crimson shade of her ass.

Wincing at each stroke she finally obeyed, exposing her damp pussy and tight hole for his pleasure. He teased her wetness and shoved his lubed finger into her clenching ass, fingering her thoroughly. He also lubed the phallus and then began to make it fit, inch by inch.

Callia tried to escape, her wrists still bound, but Amakiir forcibly held her down. He forced the phallus inwards, and with a sly grin cast a spell upon the obsidian phallus that doubled its length and girth. Callia let out a pitiful scream as it spread her asshole like nothing had ever done so before. He ignored her cries of pain as he continued to punish her and continued to push the enlarged phallic device until he had it in as far as it would go. He marveled at how her ass was so tightly clenched around it. He shuddered as his cock grew harder.

So beautiful. So exquisite. So arousing she looked. Amakiir knew the toy was uncomfortably huge; this was the perfect opportunity to remind her who was in charge.

"You naughty little slut, it looks as though you have an enlarged drow cock in her tight ass. How does it feel? How you enjoy it if I procured a real drow male for your pleasure?" Amakiir taunted her.

A painful shudder coursed through her as she tried to get used to having her asshole stretched so far apart. Callia let out a whimper, her body trembling as her breath came out in quick heavy gasps. 

"No...no drow..." Callia moaned out.

Listening to her moans, he pumped the enlarged phallus in quick hard thrusts and said, "Stand up."

Callia slid off his lap, reluctantly. Amakiir kept her on her feet and quickly walked her to the back of the chair. Positioning her body over the back of it, ass up high, he ran his palm over her cheeks.

Those perfect cheeks were red and glowing hot and the enlarged obsidian phallus was protruding from her tight hole in erotic display.

THWHAP!

THWHAP!

Amakiir used the leather paddle to strike her ass sharply. It took her breath away, he saw, as her entire body jerked in shock over the couch.

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

After each stroke he deliberately paused, letting her anticipate the next blow. He also scolded her, "What did you think you were doing, pretty one, messing with Delilah when I told you not to?"

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

As he caressed her crimson cheeks he could feel the intense heat. She was wriggling furiously now in pain from the paddle. He found it unbelievably arousing as she continued to struggle. Grinning, he held her down more firmly and continued the assault on her ass. "Did you think I wouldn't know you had fucked her?"

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP!

"And do you think I would let you get away with your fling with Nathan, you naughty little slut. Do you delight in making me punish you?"

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP!

THWHAP!

THWHAP! 

Then he felt it, felt Callia's true submission. Her body became limp over the chair and she began to sob. But he wasn't quite finished with her yet.

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP!

THWHAP!

THWHAP! 

Her sobs were louder, and still he continued to punish her.

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

THWHAP! 

Tears trickled down her cheeks, dripping off her chin, soaking into the fabric of the chair she was bent over.

Ah. That was it.

He stopped the spanking then and caressed her burning cheeks. 

"Sweet Callia, my sweet pretty one," he said gently.

She cried, her head lowered in utter defeat. Her bright red ass still showcased the remaining inches of the thick phallus.

Lifting her up, Amakiir cradled her in his arms. Her hair was mussed, cheeks streaked with tears and he thought she had never been more lovely. Then he kissed her tenderly. She kissed him with unrestrained passion, struggling just a bit with hands still restrained behind her back.

As he kissed her again and again, she calmed in his arms.

"My pretty one. On your knees."

Callia looked at him with surprise, but then bit her lip as he helped her to her knees. She leaned back, hands still behind her, and opened her mouth obediently as he took his thick cock in hand.

With his hand under her chin he shoved into her mouth and began to thrust. She was wet and hot, her tongue was tantalizing, and he groaned as he slid himself in and out.

"Suck me, my sweet," Amakiir murmured, hands in her hair. She clasped her pretty lips around his cock and drew him in deeply. Almost gagging as he slid his full length into her, she pleasured him skillfully, her eyes watering. 

He was painfully aroused and began to pound harder into her mouth. Faster and faster, he was going to explode soon, and he held her head firmly as he took his last few rough strokes.

Grunting, Amakiir pulled out and let his cum land on her pretty upturned face. Multiple jets of warm white spattered her cheeks, her hair, her chin, and dripped down to her breasts.

Breathing heavily, he took a step back. He smiled wickedly as he gazed on his Callia kneeling on the floor in front of him. She was cum-covered, paddled and phallic fucked, tears still welling, and he smiled as he lifted her to her feet.

She looked at him in aroused frustration and he kissed her, tasting his own cum. She kissed him back desperately, and he allowed it briefly before pulling back slightly and turning her body away from him. Ignoring her pleas he ushered her face down over the chair again. He groaned at the sight of the huge phallus protruding from her well stretched ass. Grasping the base, he began to fuck her with it, pulling it almost all of the way out, and then pushing it in, over and over again.

She moaned loudly. Her hips began to move involuntarily back against him and her thighs were slick with her own moisture.

Amakiir spread her legs wider apart as he continued to slowly fuck her ass. Reaching underneath, he slid two fingers into her pussy and penetrated her wetness in time with the actions of the phallus.

Eyes tightly closed, Callia began to beg him, "Ama-Amakiir!"

"Yes, my sweet." He smiled, filling her holes, becoming aroused yet again, watching her writhe in agonized pleasure. Now he attacked her clit, roughly pinching and rubbing as she whimpered for more.

"Please!"

Finally he said softly, "Cum for me, my sweet."

"Ohhhh!" She immediately climaxed, flooding his hand with juices, clenching tightly on the toy embedded in her ass.

"Sweet Callia," he murmured, keeping up the pressure on her clit, continuing to fuck her with the enlarged phallus in her clasping ass as she gasped and shuddered and squirmed, hips pumping up and down. 

Her breathing was just beginning to ease when suddenly Amakiir removed the toy in a smooth motion, letting the cool air kiss her exposed hole. Releasing his cock, he aimed his renewed erection at her ass and penetrated.

"Oh God!" Callia cried, as he began to fill her tender hole with sharp, rough strokes. His hard body pressed against her flaming cheeks as he forcefully took her.

"You're grown so loose, you naughty slut. (SLAP!) I'll have to take care of that, now won't I? (SLAP!)" He growled as he continued to barrel his cock into ass. With a flick off his wrist, he touched her stretched hole with a jolt of magical energy and she screamed as she felt it tighten up around his cock. They both let out a scream. 

Ahh, she was so tight and warm around his cock once more. It felt like the first he'd plowed her ass the day before. Amakiir grunted and quickened his thrusts. He plowed in deeper and harder as her cries became louder.

Perspiration poured down his body as he fucked her; the heat from her spanked ass radiated against him. He used his hands to spread her cheeks wide, enjoying the sight of her widely stretched hole clenching tightly on his thickness.

"Do you love my cock in your ass, my dear sweet Callia?"

"Ama-Amakiir..."

"Answer me." He goaded, pounding in and out.

"Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

He rubbed her engorged clit and was rewarded with loud cries as her entire body shook with another intense orgasm. She sobbed his name over and over as she shuddered, her ass gripping his cock.

That pushed Amakiir over the edge. He shoved deeply in and out of her punished ass, filling her with each powerful stroke. Pulling out of her gaping hole, he spattered the last of his cum over her rosy cheeks. Hugely satisfied, he stood over her, breathing heavily.

Stepping back, he stroked her abused body and gently untied her wrists and massaged the red marks there. Then he helped her to stand on her weakened legs. Callia looked a mess. The once proud beauty was disheveled quite thoroughly. Her face was tear-streaked and her face and hair and painfully red ass were covered in cum. And yet she had never looked more beautiful. 

Shaking his head, he decided to give her a little food for thought. 

"Sweet Callia," he said, gathering her close. "This is why you should never disobey me. I have told you many times that you are mine and I do not and will not share with you. Delilah has been instructed to take care of your precious Nathan."

"Nooooooooo..." Callia cried as she struggled against him.

"I am sorry, but I had to teach you a lesson. Don't worry, my sweet, Delilah won't kill your Nathan, but you know death isn't the worst thing that could happen to him. I said he would pay the price of sampling your forbidden fruits. Just enough so he'll know who you belong to."

"Not Nathan, no...," she cried as she slid to her knees once more. "Please make her stop. Please. I'll do anything. I swear I'll never stray again."

"It's so endearing how you grovel for his safety. You've needed to be punished for quite some time, my sweet." Amakiir flashed an evil grin. "There, there, my sweet. I'll make everything all better for you."

"Please..."

Amakiir stared down at her quite intently. "Very well. I'll give sweet Delilah new instructions to let him go. But you know now that you've sold your soul to me. If you take one step out of line, I will not hesitate to have him found and bought before me. And you, dear sweet Callia, will be forced to watch Delilah do her worst to him. Perhaps I'll even force you to deliver the killing blow."

Callia sank to the ground and let out a wail of despair. She knew now how far she'd crossed the line with Amakiir. Amakiir unleashed bone-chillingly evil laugh and dragged her up off the floor. He held her close to him as he once more caressed her body. Then he lifted her into his arms.

She sobbed into the hollow of his neck as exhaustion swept over her while Amakiir cradled her in his arms.

"Come, my sweet. Let me take you to bed. I'm not through with you yet. I've only just begun."

To Be Continued... 



When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 04a



"Come, my sweet. Let me take you to bed. I'm not through with you yet. I've only just begun."

Amakiir lifted Callia into his arms, carrying her brutalized body to the bed. Gently he laid her face down and climbed in after her. He began to caress her blood red bottom. Soft, mewling whimpers escaped her parted lips as she felt his hands on her bottom. It still pained her something fierce. He'd done a thorough job paddling her luscious ass.

"I'm not sorry I had to hurt you, my sweet, but you are mine. You would do well to get that through your thick skull. You belong solely to me."

Amakiir slipped his fingers down her crack and nudged her thighs apart, seeking her cum-drenched pussy. Two fingers slipped easily into her as his thumb sought her swollen clit. He manipulated her thoroughly, as his fingers found her sweet spot and his thumb strummed over her clit. Callia moaned and writhed, whimpering as he added his tongue, flicking over her crinkly well-used ass. It was all too much. Her body burned with intense pleasure. It didn't take much to send her careening as another orgasm hit her hard. She screamed and moaned as his fingers pounded into her pussy. A soaking wetness drenched his hand as he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. He lapped at her juices frantically. He sucked on her clit, causing her to thrash wildly. He gripped her hips tightly as his tongue plundered her depths. Callia screamed as another orgasm exploded within her, her body convulsing, shaking violently as she gripped the sheets. Her pussy juices gushed out, soaking his face.

Amakiir then flipped Callia onto her back and splayed her legs out wide, tying her to the bedposts. She moaned as her sore bottom scraped the linen sheet. He flicked his eyes over her prone form. Her breasts and neck bore the dark tattoos of her illicit unfaithfulness with Delilah and Nathan. Tattoos of intense passion. He growled at the hazy glow of bliss that clung to her. She had the look of a well-satisfied woman, and knew he'd been part of that. His punishment hadn't really been punishment to her. Despite her protests, he knew it had pleased her. The dirty little slut had gotten off on it.

He grabbed her toys, both the ivory and obsidian hued dildo and slid both hilt deep into her sloppy wet pussy at the same time. She let out a pitiful whimper as they stretched her wider than she'd ever been stretched.

"Take it, bitch. Take it," he growled as he pumped them in and out of her.

Amakiir flicked his tongue over her clit in cruelly teasing sweeps. Callia shuddered as he sucked it into his mouth. Between his tongue and the dildo's in her cunt, it was all too much to bear. Then he pulled away suddenly, leaving Callia groaning in protest. She was on the verge of cumming again.

"Please...finish me...please..." She whimpered as she writhed, undulating her hips.

Ignoring her pleas, Amakiir untied her ankles and knelt betwixt her spread legs. The ivory and obsidian dildos looked obscene as they filled and stretched her pink pussy lips. Her swollen clit jutted out from its hood, as if begging for more attention.

With an evil chuckle, he positioned her legs over his shoulders and lined up his ultra-hard cock up with her pouting puckered ass. "Please what, slut? Tell me what you want? Do you want my cock in your whore ass? Shall I fuck your ass once more?"

"Yesssssssssss..."

Amakiir teased her as he pressed against her crinkly orifice, sliding his head up and down her crevice. Callia moaned and bucked her hips against him. She wanted it. She wanted more. She wanted everything he had to give her. With a thrust of his hips, he pushed into her ass, sliding past the ring of muscles, and embedded himself to the hilt. He mashed her clit back and forth with his thumb drawing a husky moan from her. The moan escalated into a scream as she felt all three 'cocks' hit bottom. Amakiir hadn't removed the two from her pussy yet. The ivory and obsidian dildos were lodged against his hairless groin and emulated his thrusts in and out of her ass.

"Do you like that, slut? Feeling both of your holes stuffed full with cock?" Amakiir sneered.

"Yessssssssss..." Callia moaned, reveling in the deep double penetration. She was nearly out of her mind with it. She became one massive cumming machine, as one orgasm after another rocked her body, soaking the dildos and Amakiir's cock as he pounded furiously in and out of her back door. Amakiir tensed and let out a loud groan. His time had come. He began to slam into her with all the strength he possessed as that feeling brewing deep within his balls washed over him.

With a mighty shout and an extremely deep thrust, Amakiir slammed into her one last time. Her cries matched his as she reached another orgasm.

Amakiir let her legs down and pulled out of her. He collapsed to his side, gasping for air to fill his lungs. Callia was insatiable and had exhausted him.

She continued to writhe and moan as the two dildos lodged within her slipped out onto the bed.

"You really are a greedy slut! You've been fucked repeatedly since yesterday and you're still not satisfied. Whatever shall I do with you?" Amakiir groaned as he watched Callia writhe and pump her hips.

"I feel empty. Fill me up. Put them back. Fill my pussy," she pleaded with a continuous moan.

With a deep sigh, Amakiir slammed the two dildos into her sloppy holes, enlarging both magically with a flick of his wrist. She let out a writhing scream as he pumped each of them in and out alternately. Her body shook involuntarily, as if in the grips of a sexual seizure.

"More..." she screamed. "More...Harder...HARDER! IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?"

"You like the way that feels?" Amakiir whispered.


"Yessssssss." She moaned, grinding against him, her voice husky with passion. "Please...I need more!!!!"

"I cannot give you anything else, my sweet. You have drained me. Alas, I have a solution to our dilemma. With a little use of power, I can transport us to a place I know well. You will be able to gain the satisfaction you seek." Amakiir whispered.

"Where? To Nathan and Delilah?"

"No, my sweet. I have forbidden you to touch him and likewise. Do not force me to kill him!"

"Where then?"

"You'll soon see."

Amakiir untied her hands and drew her close to him. Wrapping a robe about them both, he muttered a few arcane words and with a flick of his wrist, he whisked them away to another place.

Callia groaned as a wave of disorientation gripped her as they landed in a place she didn't recognize. They had teleported to a rather lavish bedroom. 

"Jaz'rin..." Amakiir called out as he placed Callia on the bed and slid into the robe, covering his nude body.

Callia sucked in a gasp of air as a gorgeous obsidian skinned male entered the room wearing not but a miniscule scrap of cloth that covered his loins.

"Vendui." He spoke in greeting to Amakiir. "Hello."

Amakiir then replied in a language Callia did not understand. She had to assume they were speaking in the Drow tongue, but she could tell by the tonal inflections of the words that Amakiir did not mean her any harm. He had brought her here for her pleasure.

"Ussta lotha elg'caress ssinssrine folbol mzild. Xal dos orn'la submit ulu ilta ssinssrine lu' belbau ilta l' valyrin de' vith il rytho'len. Usstan shlu'ta'naut ser phor xuil ilta. Il uriu drained uns'aa." Amakiir replied, with a grin. "My little bitch desires something more. Perhaps you would submit to her desires and give her the kind of fuck she deserves. I cannot keep up with her. She has drained me."

"Dos orn'la share ilta?" Jaz'rin asked, with a surprised look upon his face. Amakiir had never brought another along with him before. "You would share her?"

"Siyo, 'udtila nindel qualla dos?" Amakiir replied. "Yes, does that please you?" 

"Ves mzilt ji. Neitar p'los inbal Usstan inbalus l' ssrigg'tul ulu vith uss d' udossta zhas kaovehen. Nindol zhal'la tlu natha treat." Jaz'rin smiled, as he licked his lips in anticipation of being allowed to fuck a female as beautiful as Callia. "Very much so. Never before have I had the pleasure to fuck one of our wild cousins. This should be a treat."

"Dos zhaun vel'bol ulu xun. Surrender ulu ilta saph natha bwael submissive ilythiiri jaluk orn'la. Il 'udtila naut inbal ulu zhaun dosst seke arlathil." Amakiir demanded. "You know what to do. Surrender to her like a good submissive drow male would. She does not have to know your true nature."

"Asanque, abbil." Jaz'rin replied. "As you wish, friend."

Amakiir crawled onto the bed beside Callia. "I have a treat for you. I told you I could procure a Drow male for your pleasure and I have done so. He will submit to your every wish, my sweet. I believe I shall enjoy watching this." 

Callia moaned. "He is mine, you say. Hmmm...and I thought you would not share me again."

"He is nothing but a drow slut. He does not count." Amakiir chuckled. "Do enjoy, my sweet, for once I am given time to recover I shall join you and show you what double penetration is all about."


Callia let out a moan of intense want. She wanted to know what that felt like. She needed to know. "Does he speak our tongue?"

"Of course, my pretty one, all you have to do is command him and he will do your bidding."

Callia let out another moan. She wanted him...this gorgeous male drow. His flesh flowed over his frame like molten obsidian. He had a well muscled chest, rock hard abs, slim hips and well formed legs. He was different from the few drow males she had seen in the past. His build was not as slight as most and he seemed to be somewhat taller. He must be a warrior of his people. Was he a rogue drow or did he belong to a particular house? Perhaps later Amakiir would be so inclined to tell her if she asked nicely enough, but now was not time for those questions. 

She pushed herself up on her elbows and looked him over thoroughly, allowing her eyes to take a walk all over his flesh. She could see his cock straining to be released from his loincloth. He looked to be well endowed and that pleased Callia immensely.

"You, male, remove your loincloth. I want to see your cock!" Callia purred her first command to him.

Jaz'rin quickly obeyed. He pulled the laces at the side of the cloth loose and let it fall to his feet, exposing his large engorged cock for her view. It seemed fully erect as it stood at attention, brushing the flesh of his belly directly below his navel. His balls were tightly drawn up beneath his cock, heavy with cum.

Callia licked her lips. He was even thicker than Amakiir and perhaps even had a few inches on Nathan. She moaned softly as an ache shot through her pussy. She must have his cock in all her holes and she must have it now.

"Come hither, my fucktoy."

Jaz'rin crawled up onto the bed and positioned himself at her feet. He proudly displayed his cock, jutting out his hips for her approval. "Do you like what you see, Mistress?"

"Quite so, but I'd prefer if you not speak. You are my fucktoy. Your sole purpose is to see to my satisfaction. Are we understood, fucktoy?"

Jaz'rin nodded his head, as his intense cerulean blue eyes seared into her flesh. He drank in every inch of her creamy flesh. "How may I satisfy you, Mistress?"

"Worship me!" Callia replied as she sank back onto the bed and spread herself for him.

Jaz'rin took her cue. He stared down at the gorgeous naked female, lying there waiting. She looked so hot, her creamy flesh framing her exposed hairless pussy. He bent over and started to kiss Callia's leg just above her ankle. He heard her exhale, glad that her wait had finally ended. 

He kissed all around her lower leg, and then switched over to the other one. He worked his way up one thigh, then the other. When he reached the top of one leg, bypassed her crotch and started to kiss her flat stomach. 

All the while, Amakiir watched, her erect nipples atop the domes of her breasts confirming her excitement. 

Jaz'rin then started to kiss one of her arms from the wrist to the shoulder, across her collar bone, then down her other arm. On the way back, she puckered her lips as if expecting a kiss, but he ignored that and continued to kiss her arms. He kissed his way up one arm, and then kissed one of her breasts. He kissed around and around it, finally taking the erect nipple into his mouth. Callia moaned softly. He switched breasts, kissing the other one, still caressing the first one with his hand.

He kissed his way back down her flat stomach, but stopped just above her hairless mound. He climbed around so that he was between her legs and started to kiss the insides of her thighs, still avoiding her pussy. After a few minutes, he stopped and looked at Amakiir. Amakiir nodded and Jaz'rin resumed kissing her thighs and then finally reached her glistening pussy. Callia gasped when his tongue first made contact with her pussy. 

He licked her clit for a while, and then started to tongue her hole. Amakiir quietly moved so that he could get a better view. He could see him working away at her pussy, licking all around it, inserting one, then two fingers into her. Her moaning became louder and it seemed to encourage him. He increased the pace, pushing her even higher. 

"Oh... oh... oh... Ooooohhhhhhh!" Callia climaxed on Jaz'rin's tongue at her clit and fingers in her pussy, her body shaking. 

Jaz'rin was in no hurry. He began his exploration all over again. He ran his hands over her body, liking the way his dark skin looked against the her creamy skin, enjoying looking over her toned body. Leaning down he kissed her. She tasted like cum... Not the most pleasant taste in the world, but he had wanted to kiss her. Running his hands over her naked body, he caressed her breasts, pinching on the pink nipples and squeezing her globes, all the while watching her creamy flesh spill out between his fingers. Like all elven women, her hairless pussy was the best part though, he opened up the folds again and blew gently on the heated flesh, listening to her raspy moan. His tongue snaked out for teasing swipes at her clit. Callia bucked her hips up at him and handed a handful of his long stark white hair. She mashed his face against her pussy. "Eat my pussy, fucktoy! NOW!"

Jaz'rin wrapped his lips around her clit and started sucking. Callia cried out. She writhed, mashing her clit up into his mouth. "HARDER!"

The sensations he brought out in her brought a scream from her lips as she screamed her orgasm. "I'm cumming!" She cried, "Oh god, I'm cumming! Oh fuck... fuck... fuck...FUCK!!!"

Jaz'rin lapped greedily out the juices that gushed out from her, his long tongue sweeps intent on getting it all.

"Give me cock! NOW!"

Though, he would oblige her, he had a mind of his own on how to obey her command. Pulling her to the edge of the bed he let her head fall backwards off, putting her mouth right at fucking height. Grabbing onto her breasts he began to push his dick between her pink lips. "Fucktoy will give Mistress his cock, but with one condition. Wrap your lips around my cock and suck it. That is all that your fucktoy wants. Let me fuck that hot mouth of yours." 

Callia opened her mouth to accept him, groaning as her tongue glided over his head and she began to suck on him. 

Tugging on her nipples, he pushed his way further into her mouth, pulling back and then pushing in again. Slowly he started to work his dick into her throat, pressing deeper every time and looking down so he could watch as he mauled her breasts. Her moans vibrated his dick, and she sucked on him like he was a lollipop, slavering over his cock. Pinching her nipples harder, he watched her body writhe as he fucked his dick down her throat, the tight muscles convulsing around him. "Take it," he growled. "Take it all!"

Jaz'rin glanced over his shoulder as he heard a chair scrape across the floor. Amakiir must've found himself a good viewing spot to watch the fucking couple. For soon he removed his robe and began to stroke his flaccid cock back to hardness.

Jaz'rin growled low in his throat, thrusting his hips harder against her greedy mouth. She'd taken his entire length, her lips wrapped tight around him as he fucked her mouth.

"Oh fuck...vith...fuck...vith...," he groaned, alternating between drow and common as he felt his balls tighten up. "Suck it..."

"OooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!" he screamed, shooting his load down her throat. Callia gagged and gasped for a breath. No one had ever shoved his cock that far down her throat. Staring at him with passion-glazed eyes she smacked her lips, her tongue swiping up some of the cum that she hadn't managed to swallow.

"You taste good, my fucktoy, so I shall forgive you for thinking only of your own satisfaction. You were neglecting my pussy while you shoved your cock down my throat. Do not make that same mistake again, fucktoy. Now make it up to me! GIVE ME COCK!!!!"

Jaz'rin bowed to her and placed her back in the middle of the bed. He covered creamy hued body with that of his obsidian hued body, enjoying the contrast in their shades. Leaning down he started sucking on one of her nipples, kneading her breasts with his hands, sending pleasure shooting through her body. As she moaned he worked his way down her body, his cock getting hard again as he touched her all over, rubbing his fingers up and down her slit and listening to her moan. Putting his lips to her pussy, he began to suck and nibble, licking up and down the wet slit. She was sweet and musky, the aroma filling his nose made his dick spring to full hardness. His large head was dripping with precum.

Going at her pussy with gusto, he watched as she thrashed beneath him, mashing her cunt all over his face and begging for more, her breasts jiggling all over the place. Reaching up, he grabbed one and began to maul it with his hand, pinching the pink nipple as his mouth found the swollen pink clit. Callia shrieked with ecstasy as he sucked her clit into his mouth, her entire body practically levitating on the bed as she rode out her orgasm.

"Cum for me."

"Oh... oh... oh... Ooooohhhhhhh! Oh fuck... fuck... fuck...FUCK!!! I'M CUMMING!" She cried, "OHMIGOD, I'M CUMMING! Oh fuck... fuck... fuck...FUCK!!!"

Jaz'rin was now more than ready to continue plundering her body, without even waiting for her to finish her orgasm. He moved onto his knees and positioned his cock closer to Callia's gaping pussy. Reaching down, he took his large shaft in his hand and guided it to her entrance. She let out a moan when the tip of his cock touched her pink pussy lips. 

He paused for a moment, and then started to push himself into her, their breathing becoming more ragged. She must have been very wet from her orgasm, for he didn't have any trouble getting his cock all the way into her juicy pussy. He put his hands on her hips and started vigorously thrusting himself into her. 

"Fuck me... fuck me... fuck my pussy..." Callia egged him on, clearly loving this. "OH GOD YES! GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG DROW COCK!"

Lifting her legs onto his shoulders he pressed deep into her pussy, amazed at the tightness and the way her pussy muscles played over his cock, despite all the fucking she'd had recently. She gripped and released. The feeling was too fantastic for words. Jaz'rin pounded into her, bending her body nearly in half underneath him as he leaned forward and pressed her legs towards her chest. Her pink pussy was split open by his big dick, making it slick with her juices as he plunged in and out of her, practically crushing her with each brutal thrust. Clutching at the sheets, Callia's face screwed up with ecstatic pleasure as her pussy was stretched, thrashing back and forth underneath him she moaned and pleaded, begging for more, begging for it harder.




When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 04a



"Fuck me harder... fuck me harder...HARDER! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!!!"

As he fucked her as brutally hard and deep as he could she came twice, shrieking and convulsing each time. Her body bucked beneath him, slamming her hips up into his.

The two continued their brutal fuck. Callia screamed even louder for him to fuck her harder. Increasing the pace, he pounded into her with all the force he could muster, his pubic bone mashing up against her clitoris. He pulled his cock all the way out, then hammered back inside. Callia hooked her ankles behind his ass to increase the force of their fucking. 

Her breath became more ragged, building to another orgasm. 

"Cum for me, Mistress," he encouraged her. "Cum on my cock." 

"Fuck me with that hard cock. Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" 

"Yes...Yes, honey!" Jaz'rin gasped, "Your pussy feels sooo good! Scream, bitch, scream for me!" 

He pounded in and out of her, feeling an insatiable desire to meld with her...to fuck her endlessly...to unleash the beast within. He roared as he sank his cock even deeper than it had been. "NOW!!!"


Callia's scream reverberated off the walls as she exploded in an earth-shattering orgasm. Her hips bucked hard, her head arched back, her mouth gaped open and her body quivering over and over again. Callia's pussy milked him completely of his cum as he held himself fully emerged inside of her. With his head thrown back, he shouted heartily as his cock spasmed as he filled her with his cum.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jaz'rin collapsed upon her sweaty flesh as his cum gushed into her pussy, filling her up with his stickiness.

"HOLY FUCKIN' HELL AND ALL THE DEMONS WITHIN!" Callia cried as she recovered from her cumming frenzy. "You were unbelievably excellent, fucktoy!"

Letting her legs down to rest upon the bed, he leaned in to bestow a soft, sweet kiss upon her lips. "It is my sole desire to please you, Mistress. Tell me if I have not succeeded and I will further endeavor to do so. Tell me desires and I shall fulfill them all."

Callia pulled his lips back to hers and kissed him passionately. "You were so incredible fucktoy. I should like to keep you," she whispered into his ear before snaking her tongue out to lick it. Jaz'rin shivered, for like all elves, his ears were very sensitive.

"I should like that, Mistress. Tell me of your wants and desires. Shall I lick my cum from your pussy and fuck it once more?"

"No, my gorgeous fucktoy. You have fucked my pussy sore. Let us give it a rest. I'll tell you what I desire, my fucktoy." She moaned, grinding against him, her voice husky with passion. "I want you to fuck my ass!"

His breath caught in his throat, his caressing hands paused for a moment as the vision of her luscious naked body raced through his mind. He envisioned the complete domination of her in that moment. The feeling of holding that much power over her spurred him on. Yet would Amakiir allow it? 

Jaz'rin looked back at Amakiir in askance, as a look of pleading entered his cerulean eyes. He silently begged for that chance as his eyes flicked over the nude moon elf who sat stroking his hardened cock. Amakiir gave a brief nod of his head and Jaz'rin smiled widely.

Unable to wait, he pulled away from her and knelt between her parted legs, kissing along her inner thighs, as she entangled her fingers through his hair holding him steadfast. As Callia lifted her pelvis to him, he licked her gently, smelling her aroma, enjoying her moans, and whimpers of pleasure. The musk of her desire filled his nostrils as the moans from her lips voiced her pleasure.

Jaz'rin dipped his fingers into her cum-soaked pussy and smeared their combined juices into her tight crinkled ass. He then pulled her onto all fours and spread her red tinged ass cheeks apart. "Ah ohhh..." he moaned, as he teased her tightness with his fingers. "Do you want this?"

"Yes," she whimpered, lolling her head against the bed.

"Good...I want your ass, Mistress. I need it."

"Take it..." Callia whispered, as she pushed her ass back against him. "It's yours, fucktoy."

Jaz'rin wasted no time nestling his cock between her cheeks as he gripped her hips, getting her ready for penetration. Callia arched her back and moaned as he slid his cock deep into her ass, her back arching, reaching.


Jaz'rin let out a heavy moan as he watched his cock sliding between her perfect cheeks. The sight was overwhelming. He slipped his fingers lower, caressing her along her hip until they reached her hairless crotch, rubbing her clit as she clinched your cheeks, milking his cock, sucking him in. He pushed two fingers inside her pussy, curling upward to find her sweet spot, alternating his thrusts, fingers rubbing, and cock thrusting.


Her breath quickened as her juices flowed, rivulets pooling in the crease of the melding of her pelvis and thighs, lubricating his shaft as he thrust fully in. Enraptured by the sensation of having her ass penetrated to the hilt, Callia's muscles clenched, feeling her insides spasm fully about Jaz'rin's thickness. 

This felt like nothing he'd ever known. Never before had he had the pleasure of slipping his cock into such a succulent ass. For him, it had always been the other way around. Jaz'rin glanced back again and noted that Amakiir was no longer sitting in the chair, idly stroking his cock. He was now standing at the edge of the bed, watching the fucking couple with bated enthusiasm.

"Are you enjoying fucking my bitch?" Amakiir purred, his voice soft as warm silk.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!" Jaz'rin moaned, knowing deep down what was next. He reveled in the knowledge that he was about to fully become a fucktoy. 

"Excellent, fucktoy." Amakiir groaned as he slid in behind Jaz'rin and laid his hands on Jaz'rin's obsidian ass cheeks. Though it had been Amakiir's intention to show Callia how double penetration really could feel, he changed his mind as he watched Jaz'rin slip his cock into Callia's ass. He also wanted a tight ass and he would have it.

Jaz'rin groaned. He knew the game and knew how it was played. He spread slightly, widening his stance as he barreled his cock in and out of Callia's juicy ass.

Grinning, Amakiir pressed his cock into Jaz'rin's ass, feeling the resistance as he pushed through the tight ring of muscles. With a muffled scream Jaz'rin bucked his hips, feeling Amakiir shove into his tight hole. Yet all he succeeded in doing was allowing Amakiir to impale his dick farther into his body. He screamed again. Impatient, Amakiir pushed him down and continued the long glide into his tight hole, groaning as he shoved into Jaz'rin shaking body. It was a very tight fit. 

Reaching around, Amakiir joined Jaz'rin rubbing Callia's pussy while he fucked the drow's ass, using long slow strokes to draw forth the moans of ecstasy. And as Jaz'rin started to push back against Amakiir, he started pounding away at him. Jaz'rin let out a howl and tried to focus on fucking Callia's sweet ass. He wanted it like no other. He fell in with the rhythm of Amakiir's pounding strokes, hammering Callia with the same force.

Being the good fucktoy that he was, he pushed his fingers deeper into her pussy, feeling them through the thin lining of the walls. Callia screamed and pumped her hips as Jaz'rin began using the heel of his hand to rub her clit. He wanted to make sure that she was getting pleasure out of this. His thrusting fingers pulsated inside her pussy, and rubbed furious circles over her clit as Callia's bucking hips ground up and down, riding his cock. It was only fair with the fantastic ride he was getting out of her tight ass.

Nearly out of her mind from pleasure, Callia panted, "Fuck me...please fuck me harder...cum with me...cum in my ass." 

And yet despite his relentless pounding, her ass was so tight. He thrust faster, and deeper, taking her with hammering strokes, fucking her ass hard with every ounce of strength he possessed. Callia let out a wail of pleasure, her screams bouncing off the walls. Unable to control himself any longer, Jaz'rin took her, devoured her, groaning with each stroke, completely captivated by how incredible she felt, tasted, sounded.


His hips rocked back and forth to her writhing, his breath now ragged and primal. His need unleashed as he grabbed her hips, pulling her back to the base of his hardness, her shrieks of ecstasy exuberant, joyful in the knowledge that soon...soon she would cum. Together they would cum.

Yet Amakiir would not be outdone. Fucking Jaz'rin's ass harder and harder he groaned when Jaz'rin pushed back against him, his ass cheeks pressing back into Amakiir's cock as he accepted the hard thrusts. His body wriggled underneath him and his ass gripped him hard, almost as though he was tightening and loosening it on purpose. Groaning, Amakiir grabbed a handful of Jaz'rin's hair and used it to pull him back, his back arching and his head coming back towards Amakiir. 

"PLYNN OL!" He screamed as his cock head massaged Jaz'rin's prostrate while he pounded in and out of the drow. "TAKE IT!"

Jaz'rin could no longer hold back. With Callia's juicy ass gripping his cock and hard cock plundering his ass, he let out a mighty bellow. "OH!! OH!!!!!!!! FUCK MY ASS WITH YOUR COCK!!!! OH GOD I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING WITH A COCK UP MY ASS!!!! OH YES!!! YES!!! FUCK!!!"

Though Callia was not done yet, the weight of Jaz'rin collapsing to the bed pushed her down as well. She screamed as he impaled her, her head thrown back and side to side on her arms, her hair strewn about. She was so close. Jaz'rin bucked into her one mighty last time and slammed his fingers into her pussy, hitting her sweet spot repeatedly. 

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, YESSSSSS!!!!!!!" Callia screamed into the bed as her juices soaked Jaz'rin's fingers. 

While Callia and Jaz'rin slumped beneath Amakiir, he was far from done. He gripped Jaz'rin's hips, he pulled him back to his thighs and moaned in his ear, repeating a few words that had been said earlier. "Yes...Yes, fucktoy!" Amakiir gasped, "Your ass feels sooo good! You always feel sooo good. Scream, fucktoy, scream for me!"

And Jaz'rin obliged, screaming for all he was worth.

Amakiir hammered into Jaz'rin, giving him all of the hard wild feral fucking that he could muster. Amakiir could feel his balls tightening. He knew soon he'd explode. "Fucktoy..." he rasped. "Where do you want my cum?"

"In my ass, master...please...fill fucktoy's ass...I've been such a good fucktoy..."

Jaz'rin begged.

Amakiir bought his hand down on Jaz'rin's asscheek, delivering a hard SLAP as he built up his speed. He slammed and hammered, fighting to hold back his explosion.

"FUCK ME... YES... VITH... FUCK... YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS... HARDER..." Jaz'rin wailed, moving his hips in time with Amakiir. Jaz'rin felt the resurgence of his cock as Amakiir manipulated his prostrate and he buried it back into Callia's dripping pussy. 

"OHHHOHHHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK MMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Both Callia and Jaz'rin screamed simultaneously.

All three exploded into another screaming orgasm at the same time, their bodies all collapsing to the bed, shaking and convulsing at once. Callia whimpered as she pulled herself away from the still joined male elves. 

She stared at them in awe. She had no idea. She knew Amakiir had an extreme domination obsession, yet she hadn't realized it went so deep.

"I thought you could not fuck anymore," she charged as she crawled over to him and straddled his body as he pulled away from Jaz'rin.

"You know I can't resist a little ass once in a while. What can I say? I'm hooked. I like them tight and hot." Amakiir replied as he rolled her beneath him. "Furthermore, I was tired, but after seeing you fuck him, I decided I must fuck him too. Does it shock you, my sweet?"

"No, I love it. I want to take him home." Callia smiled.

"I bet you do."

"I'd never get out of bed."

"I spoil you much much more than you deserve." Amakiir smirked. "But alas, my sweet, I cannot grant you this. Have you not noticed he is Drow? Do you think he would be welcomed in camp? Do you think Karowyn would allow it?"

"Then promise me you will bring me back here....again...soon." 

"Perhaps."

Jaz'rin smiled as he snuggled beside them. "I am a free-spirit. I do not tie myself to one, but many share my favors. I shall not deny them that."

Callia pouted rather prettily. "Very well, but I will have you again."

"I shall look forward to it."

Amakiir smiled as he fully embraced them both. "You both have given me great satisfaction this day. I find I can no longer me angry with you for your fling with Delilah and Nathan, my sweet."

Callia gasped and allowed herself to be pulled into a kiss from Amakiir as well as Jaz'rin. All three sets of lips melded passionately. "Thank you, Amakiir."

He nodded and leaned over to bestow an equally passionate kiss upon Jaz'rin's lips. "So good...we will return soon. But for now, we must return to Silverymoon. I suspect Delilah will be making her way back to the inn. I must speak to her."

"Yes, I must as well." 

And with one last juicy kiss, Amakiir and Callia were magically teleported back to their room within the Golden Oak in Silverymoon. He snuggled her as he wrapped his body around her. "Let's rest. Delilah will be back soon."

To Be Continued......



When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 04b



"Get dressed, my sweet. We are going down to the common room for food. One does not live on sex alone." 

"I could." Callia grinned as she slipped into her skirt and halter. 

"I suppose you could. You must still be wearing that ring that sustains you."

"Yes."

Amakiir slipped into a tunic and trousers before layering an ornately embroidered robe over his clothing. "I need food. They also have a fine elvish wine in stock. It's nice to be somewhere civilized that offers something better than orc piss."

Callia followed him to the common room where he led her to a table. He hailed a serving wench. "We'll have whatever isn't greasy and dripping with fat," he sneered haughtily.

"Well if it isn't the la-de-da elves. Fancy a platter of greens, eh?" She retorted. 

Amakiir glared at the plump woman. "I fancy service with a smile, my dear woman. Now if you would be so kind as to tell me what the daily specials are, I would kindly order."

"We are serving smoked pork and rice, smoked chicken and vegetable kebabs, vegetable soup in a hearty beef broth, and baked steak pasties as main course dishes. For dessert today we are offering Blueberry Flake, Cherry Sorbet, Peach Sorbet, and Mixed Fruit Flambé."

"I thank you kindly, good woman. We shall have the smoked chicken and vegetable kebabs on a platter of rice with the peach sorbet. And elvish wine to drink." Amakiir replied as he handed the woman a several platinum pieces.

She smiled at him, promptly forgetting her earlier rudeness as she tucked the coins into her apron. She scuttled off to the kitchen to place their order.

"How rude of that woman. Obviously it must be hard to find good help." Amakiir snorted.

"Perhaps. I think her aversion was to me, though." Callia replied.

Amakiir cocked an eyebrow in askance of an explanation to her statement. "And why would that be?"

"The other night Delilah and I continued our tryst here in the common room before we met up with Nathan. She told us to find a room." 

"And rightfully so." Amakiir rolled his eyes. "I'm sure that gave the other patrons a bad case of indigestion."

"Fuck you!" Callia retorted.

"Sorry, my sweet, but I have the decency to keep it in the bedroom," he sneered. "Trysting in the common room or up against a wall in an alley is something only a common whore would do and you shall not do it again."

Callia glared at him. "Leave it to you to make something beautiful and wonderful sound dirty and tawdry. I enjoyed my time with Delilah and I shall endeavor to enjoy her every chance I get."

Amakiir rolled his eyes. "We'll see about that," he replied. "You will behave if you are interested in being with Jaz'rin again."

Callia groaned, "I shall try. I did enjoy him quite so. I never thought I'd enjoy a drow."

"I knew you would."

"How?"

"I know that you enjoy being in control, in charge and a drow male is taught to be submissive. If you please me later, I will take you to Jaz'rin again."

"Pleasing you has never been an issue, Amakiir. I have always pleased you, have I not?" Callia raised an eyebrow as she leaned across the table towards him. "You only have to ask of me what you will and I shall oblige you. I have denied you nothing that is in my power to give to you."

"Yes, you please me, my sweet."

Callia flashed an ornery grin. "Tell me how you know Jaz'rin."

"He used to belong to a drow matron I had some dealings with several years back. She thought him stupid, reckless, and unstable, yet he would have done anything he could to please her. She sold him into slavery, despite the fact he had given her two daughters. I found him in a camp of Illithid and purchased him from them before they turned him into a mindless slave. I gave him his freedom. He no longer lives in the Underdark, but in the remains of a ruined citadel located within The Spine of the World. He is a warrior of great power and has spent much of the past several years freeing other slaves." Amakiir explained.

"So how is it that you and he have come to have the relationship you have? It was quite obvious that you two had been intimate before today. I never thought you would be a lover of other males." Callia inquired.

"Callia dear, we are elves. We seek pleasure wherever we will. I am not the first male who has used him nor will I be the last. He enjoys it, as a matter of fact."

"So you are saying he is a submissive, a bottom?"

"Yes, that is what I am saying. Consider your own relationship with Delilah. What was it that drew you to her?"

"She is absolutely gorgeous and I felt the need to have her."

"There you are then. Jaz'rin is also a gorgeous creature for a male and I felt compelled to have him as well."

"Have you had other males?" Callia asked, her curiosity now peaked.

"No, there has only been Jaz'rin, my sweet." Amakiir smiled. "Why do you ask?"

"Just for curiosities sake, I guess. Your appetites have surprised me." Callia replied. "I had figured you to be more vanilla than you are. I shall not doubt you when it comes to sex ever again."

"Good, my sweet."

Callia chewed on her lip as she considered her next question. "Has he…I mean, are you…?"

"Just spit it out already!"

"Has he always been the bottom when you are with him?" Callia asked.

"Yes, he has. That is what he enjoys."

"Are you so sure? He certainly enjoyed fucking me." Callia stated.

"He enjoys many things. He is intrigued by surface females, especially since they are not as dominant as drow females are. I think he would like to be unburdened by the yoke of submissiveness that is placed upon all drow males and be free to choose. Perhaps next time I take you to him, you will give him that freedom."

"I think I would like that. You know I don't always want to be the aggressor."

"I know, my sweet. I shall remember that later," he smiled as he reached across the table to softly stroke his fingers over her face. "I am glad I brought you to Silverymoon."

"As am I."

Words became needless as they gazed longingly into each other's eyes. He softly caressed her features, his fingers whispering over her cheeks, ears, and neck. He brushed them lightly over her lips. "You are my treasure."

Callia blushed and puckered her lips, kissing his fingers.

Then the moment was broken as the serving wench brought their meals to the table and placed the food before them. Before Callia started on her food, she cocked her head to the side and glanced at Amakiir rather inquisitively, as if she were studying him.

"Yes, my sweet? What is in your head now?" He asked, as if he sensed her forthcoming question.

"You didn't really answer my question." Callia stated.

"And which question was that?"

"How your intimate relationship with Jaz'rin came into being? I find the answer you gave me about us being elves and seeking our pleasure where we will to be contemptuous. That is a bullshit answer and you know it. Just be honest with me. I won't think less of you. I find it to be an aphrodisiac, if you must know."

Callia retorted, her blue eyes flashing at him.

"My dear Callia, certainly you understand that this is not the place for such a conversation. I will tell you when we have more privacy. There is a story behind it."

Callia pouted. "Promise me?"

"I promise, my sweet. Now eat your food."

The conversation became sparse as both of them dug into their meals. Callia gingerly tore into the chicken and vegetables, smacking her lips with utter relish as she savored the meal's succulence. 

She scanned the room occasionally, watching the other patrons with feigned interest. It kept her mind occupied and away from the nagging questions concerning Amakiir and Jaz'rin. Callia smiled as she watched two halflings plying their trade as they skulked around a larger table which seated several merchants. She watched as she saw the male halfling lift a heavy pouch off one of the men, surprised that the scrawny man hadn't noticed its weight missing from his belt. She let out a soft chuckle and shook her head. Halflings, she sighed as she checked her own pouch at her waist. At least they hadn't pick pocketed her yet.

She took her eyes off the halfling and continued to scan the room as a disturbance broke out at the bar. Two heavily armored human males, both built like the bulls they were, began shoving each other as a pretty serving wench dashed out of their way. Callia watched with interest as the fists started to fly. She eyed the combatants, her eyes flicking over each. The man on the right, a hulking blond with a long braid and a bushy mustache and goatee, held his ground, jabbing upper cuts and pulverizing punches with his meaty fists while the man on the left, a red-headed bull of a man with full bushy eyebrows and an equally bushy beard to match, blocked the most brutal of attacks while hammering his own brutal punches into the mid-section of the other man. She quickly surmised each man's strengths and weaknesses as the bartender screeched for them to stop before they tore the bar down around them.

Callia stood up from her seat and rushed over to the bar, pushing her way in between the brawlers, planning on landing a mean punch to each of their guts. She felt her fists connect with his midsection and heard him unleash a mighty groan. She quickly spun to face the blonde and growled at him before she did the same to him.

"Knock it off, you big oafs!" Callia ordered as both men dropped to their knees, tears streaming down their faces. "Can't you get through your thick heads that there are people here who would like to eat in peace? If you'd like to continue your brawl, take it outside. I'm sure that poor serving girl isn't interested in either of you pawing at her. Do you understand or do I need to beat it into you?"

The blond grimaced as he stood up and unleashed a mighty roar to shake off the pain throbbing within his gut. He pulled himself to his full 6'6" height and glared down at Callia. "You've got Tempos's own guts for coming between me and Red."

Red glowered at Callia as he slowly rose to his feet and grabbed the hem of her tiny skirt. Giving it a yank upwards, he peered down at her.

Callia yanked her skirt out of his hands. "Keep your dirty hands off me, barbarian. I am not a helpless wench like the serving girl."

Red narrowed his eyes at her. "No, you look like one of those pansy elves."

"Just who do you think you are sneering at the name of Barbarian?" Galinn retorted, his voice a low snarl.

"I am Callia Blackhawk."

"Callia Blackhawk?" Red repeated as he glanced over to Galinn.

"You are Callia Blackhawk?" Galinn eyed her in disbelief. "So this is the fearsome warrior woman whose mighty sword cleaves the ground upon which she walks. I thought you'd be bigger."

"That is me. Now that we've come to an understanding, would you mind behaving yourselves so I can finish my meal? And if I even catch a glimpse of either of you bothering that serving girl, my mighty sword will cleave a path through both your heads."

Both Red and Galinn nodded their heads and turned back to the bar, reclaiming their mugs of ale. 

Callia nodded at them and walked back to her seat. She picked a kebab and tore into it while Amakiir stared at her in awe. "You are either incredibly brave, my sweet, or incredibly stupid. Both of those men could have torn you to shreds."

"You underestimate me, Amakiir. I fear nothing. They are mere men and have the same weakness all men have." Callia replied. "I think they'd both like to fuck me though, especially once they found out who they were dealing with. I saw the looks of desire in their eyes."

Amakiir rolled his eyes. "Do not even think I would allow you to get away with that," he growled. "Not if you wish to see Jaz'rin again."

Callia scoffed at him, "Jaz'rin was good, exceptionally so, but I've had better. You can not hold that over my head as a way to get me to obey you."

Amakiir shook his head. "You never fail to amaze me, my sweet."

Callia flashed a grin and resumed eating her food. Once more she tore into the succulent chucks of chicken and vegetables skewered on the sticks. She licked her lips to retrieve a few pieces of rice that had clung to the kebab. She tore into the rest of her meal with genuine alacrity, enjoying the taste and texture of the smoked concoction. It didn't take long for her to completely clear her plate of everything, including the flavorful rice. 

"When do you think we will be returning home?" She asked as she swallowed the last sips of her wine.

"A few more days. I still have a few more contacts to make," he replied. "Why do you ask?"

"For curiosities sake. I have enjoyed being here in the city." Callia grinned. 

"Yes, perhaps too much," he tersely chided. "You've seemed to have made a point of telling me you've enjoyed yourself here in the city. Are you trying to goad me, my dear?"

Callia sighed, "We've been over that. I said I'd stay away from Nathan."

Amakiir raised his goblet of wine and drained it. "And you will, if you know what is good for him. Are you finished, my sweet?"

She shoved her plate aside. "Yes, quite so."

"Would you like to accompany me for a leisurely walk through the city?" 

"Yes, I'd like that." Callia smiled, sensing his attempt to woo her further. She accepted his proffered arm and allowed him to lead her to the door. He opened it for her and escorted her out of the inn. 

It was a beautifully sunny day with nary a cloud in the sky. Birds fluttered on the light breeze, trilling with soft melodies. He showed her various sights of interest, including many older elven dwellings and the Bardic College. They strolled along the cobblestone thoroughfares towards the Moonbridge. As it came into view, Callia stopped and stood in awe of its magnificence.

A few hours passed as they explored the city, eagerly taking in the sights. He led her into a jewelsmith and purchased for her a stunning gold and ruby heart encrusted ring, which he slid onto her finger. "This should purvey to you the magnitude of my feelings for you, my sweet. I give you my heart. Be kind to it."

A tear slipped down Callia's cheek. She hadn't expected that from him. In return she bought him a similar ring and spoke her heart to him as she slid it onto his finger. "My one heart, I shall cherish your gift for as long as it is given and I shall love you with my whole heart as long as you shall have me."

He bestowed a soft, sweet kiss onto her lips that spoke of much passion to come. "Shall we, my sweet? I have a hunger that only you can quench." Amakiir whispered into her ear.

Callia let out a small moan as she nuzzled her head into his neck. Taking her hand, he led her out of the shop. He stopped, an intense look of concentration coming over his face. "Take hold of me, my sweet."

Callia did as he asked as she watched his hands make a few arcane gestures. With the flick of his wrist, he swept them away from the spot they had been standing in and teleported them back to their room at the inn. A wave of disorientation washed over Callia as she grasped onto Amakiir's body. He softly whispered to her and helped her through it. 

Callia staggered to the bed and sat down upon it as she fought off the vertigo that threatened her. "I don't think I'll ever get used to that." 

"Trust me, you will," he replied as he watched her, his silver eyes flicking over her intimately. Her cheeks held a soft flush that enticed him. He shrugged off his robe and pulled his tunic off over his head. Kicking off his boots, he began to work on removing his trousers. He shoved them down over his hips, only slowing as he eased them over his ever-straining hardened cock. They slipped down his thighs to his feet and he kicked them aside. 

Amakiir leveled a steamy gaze at her as he joined her on the bed. He stretched out in the middle as he beckoned her to come to him. "My pretty one," he purred.

Callia could barely resist the urge of his siren's song. She stripped herself of her skirt and halter and crawled over to him, covering his body with hers. He let out a groan as he watched her. Oh, how she prowled. Callia straddled him. He could feel her wetness graze against his cock. Callia felt him shudder as his cock twitched, as if it had a mind of his own. She ground her pussy lips down against him. "You like that?" she purred.

Amakiir groaned out a very raspy 'yes.' 

"Want more?"

"Yes."

Callia slid her hand down between their bodies and took hold of his cock. He groaned again as she grasped it. She raised herself up above him slightly as she lined him up with her dripping wet slit. She was more than ready for him. With a flick of her hips, her pussy engulfed his cock as she impaled herself on him. Amakiir let out a louder moan. "Yes, yes…ohhhh yes…," he groaned as his face twisted up with passion. He let her take control, riding him for all he was worth. 

Callia bounced up and down on his cock, occasionally switching the speed and depth of how she rode him. She threw her head back and moaned as she settled upon a speed that forced his cockhead to graze her g-spot upon every plunge of her hips. She let out a scream as he began to buck his hips upwards. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. She shook and trembled as the ride became too intense to bear. Her orgasm rocked her body and with it she screamed.

"Oh fuck…yes…Fuck yes…ohhhhhh I'm cumming…," she called out, gyrating her hips in time with his. Her wetness gushed out to drench his cock and splashed down over him. Amakiir groaned at the feel of her juices bathing him. 

He reached up and grasped hold of her arms, pulling her down against him. He nipped at her ears and drove his cock up into her, pounding himself into her juicy pussy. 

Then he flipped her over onto her back and rose above her, still hammering into her while allowing her to ride out her orgasm. He hoped to bring her to that same peak again as quickly as he could. Reaching between their bodies, he rubbed and pinched her clit. He felt her shake as her moans increased in volume. Her enjoyment pleased him greatly. He had no words to convey how much so instead he dipped his head and took her lips in a kiss he hoped would speak for him. He molded his mouth to her warm and pliant lips and suckled gently. His kiss became tender as he nudged her lips apart with his tongue. He gripped her upper arms in his hands and held her close to his body while his tongue took advantage of her opened mouth to plunder its depths. Callia felt his tongue parried and thrust with acute precision, moving in time with his hips as he buried his cock inside of her warm wet depths. She let out a groan of pleasure as his tongue assaulted her mouth. Amakiir growled deep in his throat. The sound was low and guttural, feral in its intensity. Callia responded in kind.

"My sweetness," she heard him whisper in a tone of utter passion. And then she felt his lips touch her forehead, then her cheekbone, then trail down along the line of her jaw to the sensitive hollow beneath her ear. He moved so slowly and stealthily, as if taking pains to please her beyond a shadow of a doubt. His kisses made her limbs feel heavy and lethargic, as if to move them would require too much energy. She shuddered and trembled as his tongue wound its way over her ear.

Amakiir took hold of her wrists and slid her hands up above her head. He wanted access to her lovely, plump breasts. Callia let out a slight groan and arched her back, offering herself up to him. She felt his lips moving slowly down her neck. She let out a groan as his strokes slowed and he nibbled her shoulder and suckled the skin near her collarbone. Callia rocked her hips up to meet his as she wrapped her legs around him. "Don't stop," she whimpered.




When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 04b



Callia let out a protesting gasp as Amakiir laved the underside of one, pale breast with his tongue and slowly began to withdraw his cock from her warm wet tunnel. She panted heavily as he nipped and licked his way to one, pert nipple. She closed her eyes as his mouth closed over the tip and suckled hungrily, all the while his left hand let go of her wrists and trailed down her body to cup the pronounced swell of her hip. He nipped her breast sharply and was rewarded with another gasp. 

Encouraged by her actions, he moved from one breast to the other by trailing kisses across the valley that separated them. He licked and nibbled the sensitive undersides. He teased her with his breath over her creamy, sensitive skin. Callia felt his tongue and lips move over her breasts, as if dining on an incredible feast. She felt her nipples harden to even tauter peaks and felt another flood of warmth gush forth from her pussy. She had climaxed just from the sensations of his kisses. And just when she thought she would not be able to take another kiss, another suckle from his warm, wet mouth, Amakiir moved beyond her breasts to trail kisses down over her softly curving abdomen. He dropped feather light kisses over her abs, flicking his tongue out to tease her navel. She let out a groan as she felt his cock brush against her leg. What was he doing…stopping in the middle of their wonderfully incredible fuck…

Sliding all the way down, he flicked his tongue over her plump mound, teasing the swollen lips that hid her jutting clit. He wanted to taste that dewy moistness that dripped from her pussy on his tongue. He inhaled deeply, taking her scent into his lungs. He reveled in its tanginess. As she gripped the sheets tightly, he teasingly thrust his cock against the side of her leg, reminding her of how hard he still was. He glanced up over her naked body as their eyes met. Callia whimpered and let out a pleading moan. She wanted him to end the torment. 

"Enjoy," he whispered softly, his breath fanning out across her dampened, sensitized flesh. He grabbed her hips from underneath and pulled her closer, raising her pelvis slightly to his waiting mouth. Before Callia could moan she felt the tantalizing touch of Amakiir's tongue sliding deep into her and cried out audibly at the contact. He attacked her senses with gentle laps of his tongue between the petal-soft lips of her pussy. She bucked beneath his mouth, crying out as he circled his tongue around her hard clit. She mashed her clit up against his mouth. She moaned loudly and threaded her hands wildly through his hair. Amakiir continued the assault, greedily lapping at her juices and teasing her clit until she was pressing down on his head with her hands and raising her pelvis up to reach every expert thrust of his tongue. He peered up over her body, his mouth sucking delicately at that most-sensitive bit of flesh only to find her sky blue eyes locked with his, her face lit with an intense pleasure. With his eyes locked on hers, he licked one last time up her moist cleft, punctuating it with a long, hard suckle at the end. Callia cried out while grinding her mound into his face as she screamed as another earth-shattering orgasm sent her into mini convulsions. Amakiir watched her climax and felt a thrill of masculine power that he could bring her there.

The urge to bury his cock in her body came quickly and powerfully. He wanted to flip her over on her stomach and drive his cock into her pussy. He wanted to fuck her with all the finesse and grace of a stallion at stud. He wanted to cum inside her while biting her neck and tugging her long hair, inviting her to join him in orgasm as their bodies truly became one. But he didn't ...as much as he wanted to fuck her as forcefully as he could he refrained from ravaging her in such a manner.

Instead he licked her pussy one last, tender time and moved up her body to suckle once again at her generous breasts. He held her as her orgasm washed over her. He raised her pelvis up for easier access. Then he leaned back on his knees and flexed his cock so it lay precisely poised before her glistening pussy. Grabbing her thighs in each of his hands, he sucked in a breath.

"Watch, my pretty one," he bid her. He watched as her eyes darkened to twin pools of azure blue as they slid to the point between their bodies where his cock lay unmoving, held between the lips of her pussy. She let out a moan, thoroughly turned on by their lovemaking. She had always wanted it to be this way between them. She had longed for him to be this way. These new emotions tugged at her heartstrings and she wondered if their relationship was soon to slip into a new phase.

With his eyes firmly locked with hers, Amakiir slid his hands from her thighs to her hips and squared his cock before her opening. Then, with one quick, powerful thrust he buried himself to the hilt in her snug little sheath. A deep, throaty moan escaped his throat as he felt her pussy clench around him quite welcomingly. He paused a moment only to catch the expression of wondrous rapture and deep-abiding love on her face. In that moment, he felt justified for everything he'd ever put her through that had led them to this moment. It was obvious that she loved him, LOVED him, not just his cock nestled within her pussy but of the man who possessed it. She truly and deeply loved him. Amakiir wanted to shout to the heavens the joy he felt at the love that was clearly written upon her guileless face for him to see. He had long hoped for this moment. He exulted in the feeling that finally, at last, she felt what he had always felt for her.

With that knowledge burning through his body and erupting into heat within his balls, Amakiir withdrew his cock only to hammer it into her again, and again. He cried out in pleasure as Callia's pussy tightened around him as the fuck grew more intense. Her cries matched his as their lips met in a stunning kiss. Their lips sucked and savored each other as their bodies slapped together in a passionate dance. Callia let out a keening cry of pleasure as he pinched her clit and rammed his cock deep enough to graze her cervix. She knew she was close. She could feel her orgasm building. She cried his name softly before screaming as her orgasm threatened to take her to new heights.

"Yesssssssssss…"

"Let me hear you, sweetness," he urged, slamming into her harder.

"I'm cumming!" She cried, "Oh gods, I'm cumming! Oh fuck... fuck... fuck…FUCK!!!"

Amakiir let out a shout of his own as his balls tightened. He slammed into her, rocking her body.

"OoooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!" he screamed, shooting his load deep inside her pussy.

Yet Callia had only begun. "Oh... oh... oh... Ooooohhhhhhh! Oh fuck... fuck... fuck…FUCK!!! I'M CUMMING!" she screamed, "OHMIGODS, I'M CUMMING! Oh fuck... fuck... fuck…FUCK!!!"

Her juices sprayed out and mingled with the cum he'd blasted deep inside her.

He collapsed onto her, resting his head between her breasts as he gasped for breath. 

"I love you, love you, love you, love you…," he groaned as he held her shaking body tightly. 

Callia was unsure how to respond to him. She nuzzled her body up against his as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, trapping him in her embrace. She held him and rocked him until their breathing slowed to normal.

"You always amaze me, my love," he whispered into her ear. "That was so incredible."

"Yes, it was. Mmmm, it felt so good," she agreed.

"Better than your precious Nathan?"

Callia gasped. She hadn't expected him to ask such a question. How could she tell him that Nathan was the best she'd ever had, that he always surpassed her wildest dreams?

"I have no answer for that," she began as her eyes met his. "I can't compare you and him because I have different feelings for both of you."

"I expected as much."

"What you and I have has always satisfied me. You give me so much pleasure. The feelings you just made me feel were so incredible. How can I tell you what I felt deep inside? You worshipped my body so lovingly. I came so hard a few moments ago. I'm here with you because I want to be, not because you have forced me to be. Please accept that my heart is yours." Callia brought the gold and ruby ring up to eye level. "I meant what I said when you gave me this. I'm not going anywhere unless you drive me away." 

He nodded as he planted a soft kiss on her cheek before tensing ever so slightly. "Someone is at the door," he stated.

Amakiir reached for his robe as Callia drew the covers over her nude body. A knock sounded rather loudly before the door knob rattled. Donning his robe, he padded softly to the door and opened it, peering outside into the hall to see who it was.

"Welcome back," he purred as he let Delilah in. "It is good to see that you have returned."

"Yes, sweet Delilah, welcome back," she purred as she climbed out of bed and crossed the room.

Delilah's eyes began to sparkle as she moved to embrace Callia. "Well, my darlings, have I a story for you. Come, come. Join me while I tell it."

Delilah ushered both Amakiir and Callia back to the bed. She hastily stripped Amakiir of his robe before joining them on the bed. "First of all, my luscious sweet Callia," Delilah began, "your delicious Nathan is no worse for wear. I did nothing to harm him. He was upset that you had left before he awoke and since you were unavailable to be the recipient of his passion, I gladly filled in for you. He did ask me to give to you what he gave to me when I saw you next."

Delilah drew her into a fevered embrace, bestowing upon her a spectacular kiss. "Mmmm, you taste so good."

"How is Nathan?" Callia questioned, slightly bemused. "And where is he?"

"I'm getting to that, love." Delilah replied. "Nathan is still at the cottage. Like I said, he is no worse for wear. He will be fine. And again as I have said, I have a story to tell."

"Do tell."

"Very well, my sweet," Delilah smiled. "Just as your dear Nathan and I were finishing up, we had a surprise visitor."  "Who?"

"His half elven companion…the one from the market. She walked in on us and was quite angered at what she found. Nathan explained to her what all had happened and reiterated to her that he had more than enough for all of us. When I left the cottage, they were intertwined in the most passionate of embraces. I can see why you favor him. He has stamina like I have never known in a human before. Her anger was quickly replaced."

Callia chuckled, her smile spreading across her face as she drank in the knowledge that Nathan was safe and happy. She caressed Delilah ever so softly.

"And from the looks of your bruised bottom, love, I'd say the half elf wasn't the only one angered. By the Gods Amakiir, did you have to beat her?" Delilah scolded.

"Yes, love, she had it coming. Callia enjoyed it, did you not, my love?" Amakiir retorted as he made a face at her.

"Did I ever?" Callia groaned, rolling her eyes. 

Amakiir cleared his throat as he watched Delilah shed her clothing. Despite his frustration at her actions, he begrudgingly admitted to himself that she was very beautiful to look upon and incredibly tempting to boot. "What is in your head, Delilah?"

"Do you not know? Surely you must realize."

He let a 'hmph' sound from his throat. "Arrrrggghhhh, I swear you two are never satisfied! You returned with the sole intent to fuck Callia, didn't you?"

"And you." Delilah grinned as a wicked smile crossed her face. "Please just let us show you how wonderful it can be."

Amakiir turned back to Callia, "Look what you have caused. Delilah never thought of anything beyond fucking her stupid Orcs before you got a hold of her."

"Why is that so bad?" Callia retorted.

"Darling, she showed me how good it could be to indulge in something other than my brutal stupid Orcs. Please, I beg you. I want this." Delilah reached for him and pulled him into her embrace. She sought out his lips and bestowed upon him a sweet simple kiss. Soon his tightly pursed lips had parted and were responding to her as she deepened it. Their tongues met and he wrapped his arms around her, taking her down beneath him. She soon rolled him over onto his back.

"Delilah," he moaned as she straddled him and began to stroke his cock.

"I want to be with you. I want us to reach the pinnacle of pleasure together," she sighed as Callia slipped in behind her, softly stroking her bottom. "Mmmm, yes…ohhhh yes…"

It didn't take long for Amakiir to reach his full aching hardness. He groaned at the ministrations of her hand rapidly stroking him. She pulled her lips from his and sat up straight. "I'm going to take you, irmime."

In that instant she slid his cock into her pussy and impaled herself to the hilt. She cried out as he pumped his hips in rhythm with her down stokes. "Callia," she moaned. "Give him something to satisfy his tongue."

Callia gladly obliged as she straddled his face. "Taste me, irmisse," she groaned as she felt him shove his tongue up into her. She reached for Delilah and embraced her in a soft kiss. Callia's tongue slipped out and into Delilah's mouth while Delilah moved her hand to Callia's breasts. Full and perky. By the Gods, they were lovely. Satiny with pale pink areolas and hard red nipples. They made Delilah's mouth water. She slid down and took one in her mouth. Callia moaned and arched her back, leaning further into Delilah's embrace. She continued sucking and nibbling on her breasts, teasing her nipples with her mouth. Callia felt as if she was in heaven with Delilah's mouth on her breasts and Amakiir's tongue flicking in and out of her pussy. She threw her head back and let out a throaty moan as he captured her clit between his lips and began to nibble ever so gently. Then he started stroking her slit up and down with his tongue, greedily lapping up her juices. He pushed two fingers inside of her, making her moan even louder. Callia's breathing was getting erratic and she knew she was going to explode soon. Delilah bit her nipple, and sucked it hard into her mouth as Callia exploded all over Amakiir's face. He let out a moan as he licked up all her juices. She came again as he finished licking her and returned his attentions to her clit.

Callia collapsed to the side, pulling away from Delilah, and groaned as Delilah continued to ride her lover. She let out a soft moan as Delilah's gorgeous breasts bounced and heaved.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" she cried out, bucking her hips uncontrollably. Amakiir could feel her body clasping against him. Her tightened pussy gripped his cock and her ass pulsed around his finger. It was the most powerful orgasm she had had in all the times she had ever been with him. Her orgasm sent waves of female juices spilling down the length of his cock and over his balls. Amakiir reached back and clutched her ass as he realized that he was nearing orgasm as well. Delilah realized that he was coming as she raised herself up and began riding him harder, smashing her hips down against his. He thrust up to meet her frenzied thrusts and tightly clutched her hips. His cock swelled inside her and he let go completely, releasing a wailing groan. His orgasm gushed inside of her, wave after wave exploding into her gripping pussy.

Delilah collapsed against him, pressing her breasts against his chest. She started kissing his chest, and then moved up to his neck, cheeks, ears, and finally his mouth. The two lovers kissed for a long time, and then he slowly turned to let her slide off of him. 

He glanced over at Callia and smiled as their eyes met. "Are you happy, my sweetling?"

"Quite so," she replied as she scooted over to snuggle into his side. "And you, Delilah, my pretty?"

"Never better." Delilah quipped as she plastered herself against his other side, making a sandwich out of him.

"Now shall we rest a while?" Amakiir reached down and drew the quilt over their naked bodies before bestowing a soft kiss on both of their lips.

~*~

Aftermath

Amakiir, Callia, and Delilah remained in Silverymoon for seven more days, four days longer than they had planned, enjoying the city and the pleasures to be had. On the last evening, the three enjoyed a romantic picnic dinner in a park near the Moonbridge, thoroughly enjoying the sensual bond that had developed between them. The sensual atmosphere of the romantic picnic continued as the three lovers finished up and headed back to the inn where they had been staying. As a treat for Callia, who'd been very good since her last punishment a week earlier, Amakiir teleported Jaz'rin to their room to join in on the fun. The foursome indulged themselves in a night of incredible passion.

And while Callia admitted her love for Amakiir, she kept to herself her strong feelings for Delilah. She wanted Delilah to stay with them when they returned to the clan hold and she wanted Jaz'rin to be more than a just an occasional addition to their loveplay. Callia vowed to keep him for their own.

But Amakiir had other ideas. He loved Callia in his own selfish, self serving way. He allowed her the indulgences of Delilah and Jaz'rin, but also kept track of everything Callia had done to displease him. He bided his time carefully, waiting for the right moment to make his displeasure in her known. 

All seemed to be normal as the weeks passed since Amakiir, Callia and Delilah returned to the Moonwood. The threesome went about their daily lives much like every one else. Callia even began to notice that Karowyn wasn't frowning upon them as much as he had been. She began to spend time with her older brother and her mother as well. In that time Callia finally learned the truth of her father. His name was Davorin Darksbane and to her utmost surprise, Callia learned she had a twin sister named Cayden. Callia and Cayden had been separated at a very young age by each of their parents. Cayden ended up in Luskan with their father, Davorin and Callia stayed with their mother, Allia. Callia also learned her father was a priest of Bane. Though they held a great love for each other, this was the reason Allia and Davorin could not continue to raise their twin daughters together. Callia mourned the loss of knowing she had a sister, but vowed to go to Luskan to meet the rest of her family. Long had she desired to know the other half of those

Callia began to see a recurring pattern between her mother and her father and her own relationship with Amakiir. She started to realize that though she held a great love for him, they were far too different in the most fundamental of ways. The very things that made them each who they were could never coincide in any peaceful manner. It seemed as if it would be doomed no matter what, for she knew he could not and most importantly would not change his ways. She dwelled on the things that had happened in Silverymoon. How he could be so loving one moment and so hurtful the next. He never had completely explained his relationship with Jaz'rin and how it came to be. She realized that he must not trust her with that knowledge or anything else secretive about him. She knew she must speak to him about this.

It was at this time that their relationship truly started to unravel and Amakiir showed his true nature. He allowed Callia, Delilah, and Jaz'rin a secret tryst of their own. He didn't even stay with them to watch. Callia thought that odd, but gave herself over to the pleasure of being with Delilah and especially Jaz'rin again. She had started to develop more than sexual desires for Jaz'rin. He suited her well. They fit together like a hand and glove. Little did she suspect it was a trap. 

It was in that moment they were caught in the act of intense carnal passion by Karowyn, Allia, and Amakiir. They caught her sandwiched between Delilah and Jaz'rin. Amakiir made a show of being enraged while Karowyn glared at her with a look of extreme disappointment and Allia bowed her head and wept for her foolish daughter. 




When Callia Met Delilah Ch. 04b



Amakiir screamed at her for being a faithless whore, throwing the ring she'd given him back at her, and divulging her behavior while they were in Silverymoon. He related the details of her fling with both Delilah and Nathan and how he had punished her. He informed them of how she claimed to love him, but how she had also admitted to loving her Nathan as well. His tirade went on and on, focusing on her naughtiness, her affair with Delilah and how the two couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. But when asked how she'd come to be with the dark elf male, Jaz'rin, Amakiir shrugged his shoulders and accused her of dark desires. He divulged how he knew she had enjoyed screwing an Orc and how he knew if given the chance she would have fucked two Barbarian warriors she'd met back at the Golden Oak Inn. 

Callia barely kept her anger in check as Amakiir ranted about her transgressions against him and how she'd betrayed his trust. She knew most of what he spoke was true, but what made her the angriest that he hadn't confessed his relationship with Delilah or Jaz'rin…primarily Jaz'rin. She flicked her eyes over Jaz'rin's face, hoping to gauge some reaction, but there was nothing, He was blank and unreadable. Had he been in on it? She shifted her gaze to Delilah, who busied herself pulling on her clothing. She was equally difficult to read, but Callia could tell she was trying not to meet her eyes. Delilah had to be in on it. 

Callia knew how vindictive she would look if she charged Amakiir of the same things he had accused her of. She knew he would deny his long-term affair with Jaz'rin or that he had had anything to do with Delilah while they were in Silverymoon. She simply took the blame for it all, admitting to all of it. Callia humbly confessed of her affair with Jaz'rin, telling her family she'd had a secret relationship with him for quite some time. She told them he was her submissive, but he meant nothing to her in the grand scheme of things. She gave a devious laugh as she mockingly recounted how she'd come here with the plans to kill Amakiir. Callia snidely owned up to entering the affair with Delilah because it was the only way to endure Amakiir's foul gropings, that a woman was much more desirable to her than the moon elf wizard. She took great pleasure in throwing the ring he'd purchased for her back at him, declaring that Delilah knew more about pleasing her than he ever would. 

Callia continued to laugh at him until she saw his face twist in rage. Amakiir summoned a bolt of magical energy and hurled it at Jaz'rin, causing him to disintegrate into thousands upon thousands of tiny pieces before vanishing into thin air. Next he hurled another bolt at Delilah, reproducing the same results. Callia screamed in anger and lunged at Amakiir, but Karowyn restrained her, informing her she had caused enough of a scene. He calmly told her it was time for her to consider the repercussions of her actions.

She knew what that meant. It was Karowyn's diplomatic way of telling her it would be best if she left the clan for a while. She caught the look of shame on her mother's face before Allia left Amakiir's lodge. It was in that moment she knew Karowyn was right. Amakiir had beaten her this time. She glared at him, leveling a look of promise at him. This was far from over. She quickly gathered her belongings, stuffing them into her haversack. It was far from over, she vowed, and someday she would make him pay. Someday…

THE END (Continues in "The Callia Chronicles") 



When Callia Met Delilah



Callia removed the strap-on and felt her own dripping thighs soaked with cum from Delilah as well as her own. Curling up on the bed, she pulled Delilah into her arms, cradling the beautiful human. 

"Am I right?" she whispered, her tongue tracing Delilah's ear.

"Oh yes...very much so. I never felt anything like that. I've never been fucked like that. You ravished me thoroughly without all the roughness and pain. I'll never be able to get enough." Delilah admitted, offering her kiss-swollen lips up to Callia for more.

"Me either."

Callia felt it wise to hide the things she'd used on Delilah, at least until later on. She knew Amakiir would be furious if he knew what had taken place. 

They both decided to take a break and go to the Market like originally planned and quickly helped each other dress.

***

Callia and Delilah spent a few hours browsing the Market. The pair spent their time together laughing and groping at each other when they thought no one was watching. It amazed Callia to find out that Delilah had indeed worked as an assassin. She didn't seem to be the type. She didn't seem cold, vicious, or heartless as most assassins were described. Callia pushed those thoughts out of her head and concluded that one must do what one must in order to survive.

Callia grasped Delilah's hand, pulling her to a stop as she stopped to look at a booth selling gems, jewelry, and pretty gee-gaws. As she examined an amber gem, she noticed someone familiar out of the corner of her eye. Setting the gem down and thanking the proprietor, Callia turned to see her favorite human lover, Nathan, a few booths over. 

Nathan, her heart soared. Yet her soaring heart plummeted as she noticed he was not alone. A beautiful half-elven female clung to his side, her hands stroking his body as if they had carnal knowledge of him. Callia scoffed. She knew Nathan well and figured the half-elf did have very detailed carnal knowledge of his body. Nathan was very free with his affections and was known to be a playboy. With a devious grin, Callia pulled away from Delilah, deciding to steal the wind from the half-elf's sails. Nathan was hers and she would make that crystal clear.

"Watch this!" Callia winked at Delilah as she checked her appearance in a polished steel looking glass. Dashing in Nathan's direction, she harnessed the adrenaline pumping through her veins and pounced on him just as the half-elf moved from his side. Callia threw her arms around him, surprising him, and nearly knocking the wind from his body, and wrapped herself around his body. Her arms tightened around his neck as her legs slid around his waist. 

"Nathan!" She squealed his name with glee while planting tiny wet kisses all over his face. 

"Callia!" Nathan replied as he adjusted to her passionate attack. His own arms came up around her and he returned her kisses, oblivious to who may be watching. 

"You're a sight to behold," Callia purred as she nuzzled her face into his neck. "I've missed you."

The half-elf cleared her throat, breaking up the tender exchange. Callia shot her a glance and with a haughty, smug glare unwrapped herself from Nathan's body. "Oh sorry, in my excitement of seeing my luscious darling Nathan again, I must not have noticed you. I'm Callia Blackhawk."

The half-elf shot an inquisitive glance at Nathan before turning her attention back to Callia and spat rather cattily, "My name is Nayanna and I'm sure you didn't see me. You seem to be beyond notice of many things."

Callia sneered at her and ignored the spiteful remark. She fluffed her hair and grabbed Nathan by the hand. "Excuse us!"

She then proceeded to pull Nathan away from his half-elven companion, leading him down the midway of the Market, just out of earshot of his companion.

"Nathan my sweet, I know how you are. We operate in similar ways, but even I am not as possessive of you as she is. Is she special to you?" Callia asked as she threaded her fingers through his hair.

Nathan chuckled, "You know me well. All women are special to me."

Callia shook her head. "I'd expect something like that from you. For a moment, I was worried that you might be lost to me. I have missed you greatly."

"We were just together not too long ago in Waterdeep." Nathan smiled, allowing her to guide him into an alleyway not far from the open market. 

"You know I can never get enough of you. I've nary ever found a better lover who can satisfy me like you do." Callia grinned, "Your little companion didn't look too happy that I had my hands on you. Perhaps she doesn't know you as well as I do. She seems far too clingy and unwilling to share your affections."

"You may be right, but there is more than enough of me to go around."

"Does she expect you to change for her?"

"Perhaps."

"But you won't. I know you too well. We are too much alike. I don't think I could change my ways either."

Nathan nodded in agreement. "That's what I like about you. You have no expectations about us," he purred as he pressed her up against a brick walled building.

"To an extent, I do," she corrected him. "I know if we're in the same city, we'll at least spend one night together. We're good together."

"And if I decided I wanted to fuck you here and now up against this wall, would you be satisfied?" Nathan teased, as he nuzzled his lips against her neck.

Callia groaned, "Yes, very."

"That's my girl." Nathan helped her shimmy out of her trouser bottoms and untied the laces of her tunic, exposing her breasts to him. He took much delight in fondling and nibbling on her nipples. She moaned and squirmed at the feel of his mouth on her. Reaching down his body, she unlaced his own trousers and slipped her hand inside. As she felt around, she slid her hand over his largely engorged cock. They both groaned as her fingers brushed its swollen tip. 

She eased open her thighs and wrapped her legs around him all the while guiding his cock towards her soaking wet pussy. With a quick shove of his hips, he slid himself in the hilt. Callia let out a squeal. He felt so good inside her. His cock was thicker and longer than Amakiir's, almost as if it was made to perfectly match her pussy. She was on the verge of exploding from the stimulation of his thick cock ramming up against her sweet spot as he controlled his thrusts. She reached down, wrapped her fingers around his hard flesh, and stroked it as he stuffed it up her cunt. Nathan pulled out and slammed back into her, driving his cock even deeper up her cunt. 

His hard cock touched every nerve ending inside her pussy. The tightness in her pussy intensified. Her head began to spin as her pussy gripped his cock. Callia bit her lip and started to shake. Her hands looked for something to grasp as though she needed to anchor her body to absorb the impact as he pounded away. She dug her nails into his back, scratching and clawing. Fighting to prolong her pleasure, she bit into his neck before an explosion unlike any she had ever experienced ripped through her pussy. Callia screamed from the unbearable pleasure that surged through every muscle in her body. She gasped for air. Her body jerked hard. Nathan's big cock continued to pound into her repeatedly. She could feel her pussy twitch and gush around his swollen girth. 

Her orgasm didn't stop it, just slowed. Juices streamed down her thighs.

Nathan grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples sending her off on another wave of uncontrollable spasms. His hands went back to her tits, squeezing and pinching her naked beauties. His fingers kneaded the soft flesh and swollen nipples. Their eyes were locked in a lust-filled stare. Callia licked her lips and mouthed the words 'fuck me'. Her breathing became faster. She could feel another orgasm approaching. 

Nathan decided it was time to finish with her. He put his hands on the backs of her thighs and lifted. Callia hooked her legs up over his shoulders and pressed against him, widening her thighs, and allowing him even deeper penetration. Callia let out a strangled scream as she felt his cock sink as deep as it possibly could. He grabbed her firm cheeks with his hands and dug his fingers into the cleft between them. Nathan fucked her harder and faster. His balls slapped against her asshole as he pushed deeper into her cunt. Juices poured from inside her and dripped down his balls. 

"Fuck me, Nathan. Cum in my pussy. That's it, baby... harder... oh god,

I'm going to cum again... oh shit... that's it... yes... yes...," Callia cried as her nails tore down his back.

Soon Nathan could feel his balls fill with cum and his cock swell inside her twitching cunt. He was almost there... just a few more strokes. He slammed into her hard, then again and again. On the fourth stroke, he could feel hot fluids surge through his engorged cock. He buried himself deep in her cunt. His cock erupted. Nathan let out a loud roar. Hot cum exploded from his cock and filled her gushing pussy. He pulled out and shoved back in releasing another flood of cum deep into her. His seed continued blasting into her cunt and mixing with her own juices until he could feel them seeping out and dripping down over his balls. 

With a hefty groan, he leaned against her, pushing her harder up against the wall. "Callia...," he gasped. 

He lowered her legs and continued to hold her tight. He couldn't remember the last time fucking a woman felt this good. Perhaps the last time had been with her while they were both in Waterdeep. He sought out her lips and kissed her tenderly, pouring out all the emotions he felt for which he didn't have the words. Callia responded in kind. Something had happened between them. Something she couldn't explain. Drawing back from him, Callia stroked his face. "You never fail to amaze me. That was indescribable, my love."

"I aim to please, my sweetness." 

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Delilah standing at the mouth of the alleyway. Callia knew she had been caught and wondered how much Delilah had seen. Getting the inevitable over with, Callia called out for Delilah to join them. She didn't even bother to pull her clothes back on. 

"Come to me, sweet Delilah."

Delilah smiled as she noticed Callia's state of undress. "You bad girl...So this is what you've been doing. You could have shared!" Delilah sweetly scolded.

"Never!" Callia retorted as she reached for the beautiful human female and drew her into the circle of both hers and Nathan's arms. "Delilah, my precious, say hello to Nathan."

"Hello, gorgeous." Delilah purred as she took note of how special Nathan seemed to be to Callia. Delilah leaned in and planted a kiss upon Nathan's cheek.

"And Nathan, meet my beautiful Delilah. She has the finest pussy I've ever had the pleasure to fuck." Callia purred as she planted a kiss on Nathan's other cheek.

Nathan's eyebrows rose at Callia's statement. "You have been a bad, bad girl, haven't you? I may have to join both of you next time you fuck her fine pussy."

"I think we'd enjoy that," Callia moaned.

A look flashed from Delilah to Callia. She cocked an eyebrow at her. Leaning in close, she whispered in Callia's ear, "What about Amakiir? You know what he'll do if he finds out." 

Callia nodded her head. She did know, all too well. Still Callia chose to live in the moment. She would have Nathan. "Meet us later outside of the Golden Oak when the moon is highest in the sky." 

"You know I will. It'll no doubt take me that long to detach Nayanna's ever persistent hands from my cock." Nathan guffawed as he reached down to pull his trousers back up. As he retied the laces, Callia shimmied back into her own clothes.

Delilah cleared her throat as she noticed the half-elf storming down the alleyway towards them. "How dare you drag him off like that?" Nayanna growled at Callia. "Get your hands off him...NOW!!!"

"Why should I?" Callia shot back, as she clamped her hand over his cock.

"Ladies, please. There is enough of me for all of you to enjoy. I will see you later, Callia. Nayanna, if you will, come with me." Nathan bestowed one last kiss upon Callia as well as Delilah before leading Nayanna out of the alley.

Callia watched him walk away, her eyes fastened on his fine ass.

"Was he worth it?" Delilah asked as she shook Callia's shoulder.

"Nathan is always worth it. I'll deal with Amakiir. Please don't tell him." 

"I won't, but I can't lie to him if he asks me directly. We share a magical bond, he and I. He may know already." Delilah warned.

With a sigh, Callia finished straightening her clothing and took hold of Delilah's hand. "Shall we return to the inn?"

"Anxious, are you?"

"If there's to be punishment, I'd rather get it over with." Callia wryly stated. She knew if Amakiir knew, there would be hell to pay. Moreover, there would be no way of keeping her rendezvous with Nathan later that night.

***

Upon returning to their room at the Golden Oak, Callia braced herself for a confrontation with Amakiir. She opened the door and noticed he was in one of the overstuffed chairs that sat before the blazing fireplace. 

"We're back!" Callia chimed, as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place.

"So I see. Did you have a good time in the Market? Did you come across any interesting buys?" Amakiir asked, as he flicked his eyes over her head to toe.

"The Market was great, but I didn't buy anything. Nothing sparked my interest," she replied as she moved over to him and slid onto his lap. "What about you? Is your business complete?"

"Quite so." His eyes lingered on Callia before glancing up at Delilah. "Did she behave herself with you?"

Delilah chuckled. "Define behave."

Amakiir shook his head. "I should have known better than to leave you two alone. You wreak of sex and cum. You know I'll have to punish you now, don't you? Both of you."

"Amakiir...," Callia sighed. "It was just a bit of fun. She's incredibly sexy and I couldn't help myself. I had to have her."

Amakiir sneered at her before dumping her unceremoniously onto the floor. "You haven't changed, have you?"

Callia scrambled to her feet and walked over to the bed. She sat upon it and motioned for Delilah to join her. Yet she could not take her eyes off Amakiir's face. She glared at him, wondering how much he knew. Did he know she had been with Nathan? Did he suspect her of any other unfaithfulness? Amakiir quickly leaped out of his chair, and strode over Callia. He bore down on her menacingly, a look of outrage plastered across his face. Raising a hand, he delivered a brutal slap to her face. As Delilah rushed to Callia's defense, he hit her with a burst of magical energy that threw her to the floor. 

"How dare you come to her aid? You would do well to stay out of this!" Amakiir shouted. Delilah cowered at his wrath and crawled toward a wall. She let a pitiful whimper. "Do not move until I tell you different!"

He then turned his attention back to Callia, who sat on the bed rubbing her stinging cheek. She glared up at him as her rage began to build within her. 

"I should kill you." Amakiir gritted out between clenched teeth. "I know what you've been up to."

He grabbed her and threw her into the middle of the bed, slapping aside her hands as she tried to defend herself. Amakiir began to tear her clothes off, ripping them to shreds until she lay gloriously naked before him. His eyes fastened upon the many love bites upon her chest and neck. "I know all about your sordid little liaison with your precious Nathan. Do you not know I have the power to see you no matter where you may be? Did you enjoy it when he fucked up against a wall like a common street whore? I have been highly generous with you. I have given you everything you could desire. I could overlook the fact you fucked Delilah. I knew you would from the moment you laid eyes on her. So tell me. Tell me why you felt the need to betray me. Give me one reason why I should not end your worthless life."

Callia trembled before him. "I love Nathan. I have ever since I met him. When I saw him today, I could not help myself. I cannot begin to describe what I feel when I see him, how my body reacts when he is near me. He is an addiction and I am powerless against my need of him. I had to have him. When he pressed me up against the wall, all conscious thought evaporated and I gave in to my desires. Kill me if you feel the need to do so."

"Perhaps it is he who should be killed." Amakiir retorted.

"NO! Damn you! Leave Nathan alone!"

"You must love him if you defend him with such passion. If only you loved me as much. If only you defended me with such fervor. What should I do with you now?" Amakiir snarled, as he pressed her down to the mattress. His arm crossed her throat, attempting to choke her.

"Amakiir...," she gasped.

"Now you beg? You dare to beg!?!? How dare you fuck someone else!? How dare you give someone else what you will not give to me!? HOW DARE YOU!?!?!"

Callia felt her face turning red then blue as she gasped for air while he held her in that position for several long minutes. "Can't...breathe..."

He released the pressure off her throat and allowed her to suck in a much-needed breath. She gulped the air, filling her lungs full. 

"I gave you everything I had to give. I defended you against our entire clan. And this is how you repay me? By betraying me? How dare you!?"

"I told you." Callia whispered. "Let's just end this farce here and now. Yes, we have had a good time together. And yes, I know you felt something special for me. Yes, you wanted me for a long time, but I am not the type to tie myself down to one man or to any one for very long. That is why Nathan and I work so well together. We allow each other to be ourselves and claim no ownership of each other. He is special to me because his own totally free nature calls to mine. I met him shortly after I left the clan hold a few years ago. Our first time together was so incredible. I have no words to describe it. It was incredible in its intensity. He is brilliant in his art of seduction. We parted ways, but the magic of that night stuck with me. A year or more passed before I encountered him again. He sought me out when he heard I was also in Suzail. We shared another incredible night together. Again we parted ways for we both had duties to see to. I had a geas to fulfill for the Crown of Cormyr. We sailed to the Isle of Prespur and there we were delivered a crushing defeat by a Red Wizard of Thay. For two years, our decaying bodies lay within that mountain. It was only when a rich Waterdhavian noble needed a quest completed was I brought back from the brink. For two years, I lie dead. For two years, no one in my family sought to find me. No one in my loving family even cared to find out what had happened to me. 

Tears welled up in Callia's eyes. "A stranger brought me back to life. A stranger!? None of you cared. You only care now that you have me under your thumb. You only care because I am your pretty little plaything. After the quest for Lord Wands was complete, and I was free of my obligation to him, I stayed in Waterdeep for a time. It was then I encountered Nathan once more. He inquired as to why I had seemingly fallen off the face of Faerun. He cared as to what had become of me. He spent a week with me. A week of pure bliss. Did you know that after I died on that mountain, I was granted an entirely brand new body? A brand spanking new body! I was whole again, a goddamned virgin all over again. I gave that to Nathan because he is special to me. He is a human and I know his lifespan is an eye blink compared to that of an elf. I knew it would be one of the last times he and I would ever be together."

She choked back a sob. "When I left Waterdeep, I was determined to settle the score with you and the rest of my family. So I was not the dirty little slut you accused me to be that night I attempted to kill you. I had been dead for two years and had only given my new body to one person. A person I still care for. Do you not see? I have only been with Nathan, you and that dirty Orc you forced upon me. Now you know. Now what do you have to say for yourself?"




When Callia Met Delilah



"Do you expect me to feel remorse? Or feel sorry for you?" His cold voice sent a shiver racing down Callia's spine. "I told you that you were mine and I will not share. You are mine. Shall I prove it to you?"

"NO! You need not. Let us end this farce. Let me go free."

"Never! I will never let you go. You are mine and I hold onto whatever belongs to me. I shall show you."

Amakiir grabbed up Callia's haversack and pulled from it the silken ties she had used upon Delilah earlier that day. He flipped her over, tied her face down and nearly spread eagle to the bed. 

"NO! Don't do this!"

"Yes, my sweet. You will enjoy it. You may even thank me for it."

Callia let out a growl, tugging at her bonds. Amakiir was soon straddling her back, his cock straining against his breeches. Leaning down to her ear, he growled low in his throat, a sound filled with menace and lust. With her arms bound, he reached up and curled his fingers in the long tendrils of her hair, grasping it hard before jerking it back so hard and quick that she had no time to catch her breath, the scream that had started to pour from her lips silenced quickly. He could feel Callia's muscles bunch as she tried to twist and turn, her hips bucking up to dislodge him. Yet with each motion she made he countered, his hands becoming rougher, his thighs tightening around her hips. Shoving a palm straight between her shoulder blades, he held her tight to the bed. He could hear her whimpers and moans as she struggled against her bonds to no avail. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break free of the ropes.

Rising slightly, Amakiir raised his hand and slammed it down fully open palmed to the firm ripeness of her ass, hearing the resounding smack in the air around him. Callia let out a scream. After his hand landed, he gripped her ass cheeks and slammed two fingers into her ass hard, quick, penetrating until his fingers became buried fully. She screamed again as her body lurched, her ass tightening.

A twisted smile curled his lips at Callia's movements, knowing nothing could help her now. Twisting swiftly he moved until he was shoving a foot between her legs and spreading them viciously open without a thought to her pain. Her cries and moans only drawing his breath to be more ragged, his cock to twitch with the need to be buried in that sweet tight ass. To hurt her, take her as he wished and to show her that she was his. That was his sole desire. Giving a yank on her long strawberry blonde hair, Amakiir quickly divested himself of his trousers, his raging cock sprang forward, its girth and length now at it's fullest. 

Sliding his hand up into Callia's hair, he slammed her face down into the bed. He then pushed her legs so far apart that he could see the muscles straining. Just as quickly, he slammed his hips forward, ripping into her ass as she screamed into the bed. Her body jerked, lurched forward, and writhed as his cock delved into the dry passage of her tight ass. Groaning he swiveled his hips, drawing back to slam his cock deep into that stretched hole, knowing he was hurting her. His other hand swept back a loud slap to her upturned ass just as his hips drove onward.He growled menacingly and pounded away at her. He fucked her swiftly and mercilessly. He plunged his cock deep into her ass, giving it to her hard and fast. Callia gasped as he reached down to pinch her nipples roughly and continued to fuck her. He began to pump his cock into her, loving the feel of her ass around his cock. Callia screamed, as Amakiir continued to hammer his cock into her ass like there was no tomorrow. He spread her ass cheeks mercilessly wide and slammed it home. Suddenly, he thrust deeper than ever before and she felt a sharp pain and let out a howling scream. 

His cock raged with the need to release. Amakiir screamed as he came, sending his hot cum deep into her ass. His back arched as his cock thrust one last time, the force of his orgasm crashing his hips against hers, feeling her legs spread even wider. Her eyes widened as her pitiful scream of pain and humiliation tore from her lips. Smiling, Amakiir slammed his dick into her ass, and pushed as hard as he could. A primeval scream escaped Callia's lips as Amakiir slammed his cock into her again, riding the wave of his orgasm.

Amakiir finally pulled out of her, and Callia suddenly felt empty. She almost wanted him to put his dick back into her. Almost.

"You are mine!" He growled out. "It will never be done between us until I say so! You would do well to remember that!"

He untied her and she sank to the mattress. She rolled to her side, rubbing her sore bottom. There were bruises on her flesh where he had slapped her. "You didn't have to be so rough!" Callia pouted. 

"I had to teach you a lesson."

"There are other ways to do so. Perhaps instead of ravaging my body, you could have showed me how tender you could be. If you knew I would have disobeyed you in fucking Delilah, you could have asked me how I introduced her to tenderness. She enjoys it rough, only because that has been the only way she has ever had it. Taken by rough humans and even rougher Orcs. I showed her something new and she came harder than she ever had before. Did you ever think I would love you the way you want if you never considered my feelings?"

"I have showed you tenderness."

"Not nearly enough. I never know how you will act from day to day and I am tired of guessing."

Just then, Delilah climbed on the bed behind Amakiir and wrapped her arms around him. "Let us show you."

"Any other time I would oblige you, but now is not the right time for that." 

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." Amakiir replied. "Plus I am exhausted from the expenditure of magic I've used today. I am going to rest."

Callia and Delilah nodded and arose from the bed. Callia quickly dressed in fresh clothing. "How about we get something to eat?" she suggested.

"Sure."

"I know about your arranged rendezvous with your precious Nathan." Amakiir stated, "I cannot tell you not to go, but be aware of the consequences you may incur afterwards."

"I'll take my chances." Callia blatantly retorted. "I desire having a three-way tryst with him and Delilah. I will pay the piper when the time has come."

"You'll never change."

"Probably not. Life is to be enjoyed and I vow to squeeze every drop of pleasure from it. Don't wait up."

Callia and Delilah left the room, giggling as they shared plans for their illicit tryst with Callia's hunky human ranger.

To Be Continued...