Introduction:

CAPITAL NAMES mean the story is being told from that person's perspective. Dashed lines indicate where the sex in the story is. Important plot points are listed at the bottom. This is basically a continuation of last chapter, it's pretty short.

Chapter Five


YAVARA

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I held Prestira’s gaze as I lowered my head into her lap.

Are you ready, Yavara? Prestira’s telepathic voice inquired.

Are you? I replied as I brought my tongue to the witch’s folds. I pressed my nose into her, smelling her sweet aroma while I dipped my tongue into her slit. Her pedals parted for me as my tongue ran along her opening, her flavor permeating into my mouth. I moved my way up until my mouth found her clit. My tongue circled her sensitive spot, teasing her, making her want more. I could hear her physical voice moaning with my movements, begging me to satisfy her. I held out on her, waiting for her body to give way and force me into action. Prestira’s hands finally grabbed the back of my head and pushed downward, driving my face into her. I complied with her bodily demands, and flicked my tongue across her clit in a practiced manner. Prestira gushed as I changed my patterns, experimenting with her until I found the combination that would unlock her. I repeated the motion over and over again until I felt her pelvis contracting in ecstasy. Her lips opened to me, and I dove in.

Is that all you got, Yavara? I’m disappointed. Prestira taunted.

That’s not a nice thing to say to your pupil. What happened to the encouraging and nurturing Prestira? I miss her.

You challenged me, Yavara. Do you think everyone you try to indoctrinate is going to be nice to you? They will resist you at every turn.

Your resistances are breaking down, Prestira. You don’t have much time.

I am the most powerful telepathic in the world, Yavara. I have all the time in the world. Just because you’re blowing me doesn’t mean you have me.

You were ‘one hundred percent heterosexual’ a few minutes ago, now your pussy is frothing on my lips. People change. But I guess it must be my succubus DNA…

You have a cute personality when people first meet you, but you’re a bitch on the inside.

You have no idea.

My tongue explored the inside of Prestira, probing until I got a reaction. I pressed my tongue against her spot and slowly moved it back and forth. My mouth filled with her juices when Prestira came, sending spasms up her abdomen. I gazed into her pleasure-warped eyes, grinning as I notched a small victory. The connection between Prestira and I was strong, but I knew she had defenses. I needed to weaken her mentally before I attacked them, lest she learn my tactics and adjust. I drove my hips back against Zander, savoring the feeling of his cock pumping into my tight asshole. My mind drifted from the task at hand to the wizard who was sodomizing me.

Zander’s thick cock was reaching deeply inside me, his girth stretching all sides of my colon. Every time Zander pulled out, a little bit of me went with him, sending shivers of pleasure down my back as he turned me inside out. I could feel the wizard’s cock pressing against my vaginal wall from the other side, stimulating my pussy while he entered my ass. My sphincter gripped Zander tightly, every vein and curve of his member could be felt as it traveled in and out of me, the slight changes in girth electrifying the nerves in my anus. I loved vaginal sex, but there was something about anal that drove me crazy. The feeling was more intense, a little pain mixed with the pleasure. I loved the stretching of my rim, the way my insides clung to every inch of a man, the way a cock feels as it drives into my depths. Every time Zander pushed into me a shock of pleasure and pain was sent down my taint, the feeling traveling around my nethers, stimulating every part of my erogenous zone. There were also the psychological aspects of anal I enjoyed. It was obscene, it was dirty, it was unnatural. Getting fucked in the ass isn’t romantic; it’s pure, carnal lust. A desire to have someone invade you, to feel them go deeper inside of you, to reach parts of your body you didn’t know you had. A desire to intensify the pleasure with a little bit of pain, to have someone stretch you open, to drive through your resistances until they break down and you surrender to the feeling completely, opening yourself and relaxing your muscles as you let them take you.

An idea flashed into my mind. I focused my attention on my anal penetration, diverting only a miniscule amount of my mind to the connection between Prestira and I. I took note of every physical and emotional aspect of how Zander’s cock made me feel, and transmitted the sensation down the connection. I stared into Prestira’s eyes as I attacked her mental defenses.

What are you doing? Prestira asked.

Making you feel good. There’s a whole side of your sexuality you haven’t explored to the fullest, I’m helping you do that.

Is this how anal makes you feel? Prestira’s telepathic voice was dripping in arousal as I sent the sensation into her mind.

It’s sooo good, isn’t it?

I never knew…Prestira’s voice was waning, her defenses falling as the sensation began to take over.

Do you want me to taste your ass? I asked as my tongue left her slit and started to lick back and forth across her taint.There’s this little hole down here that you’ve been neglecting for so long. It’s nice and pink and tight. It’s so pretty, Prestira. It’s making my mouth water.

My tongue circled her spokes, exploring the little folds that made up her puckered sphincter. My ears were filled with the sound of Prestira’s moaning while I teased her, my thoughts still transmitting the feeling of my sodomy into her mind. I could feel an orgasm building within me, and it took every ounce of concentration to not let it take me over completely and break the connection. Zander’s cock found new depths as he pressed himself closer to me, his pelvis pushing against my soft cheeks. I could feel his balls slapping against my dripping pussy with each thrust, his hands spreading me open as they slapped down and pulled my cheeks apart. My physical mouth moaned in delight from the wizard’s thrusts as they grew in intensity, every drive of his pelvis pushing my face against Prestira’s ass, my nose squishing against her taint. Tremors of ecstasy rippled through my body as my anal violation began to reach its peak. I cried out into Prestira, my mind transmitting every feeling into her own.

Oh god. Prestira's mental voice cried.

You should try it, Prestira, let me penetrate you.

No…

I’m going to taste you, and I want you to let me into that head of yours when I do it.

No…

Just let me in, Prestira. We can feel good together, I’ll be gentle.

…

Zander pushed both his thumbs into my ass and spread me open. I screamed in euphoria; his intrusion pushing me over the edge. My legs buckled as shivers of ecstasy radiated from deep within me. Zander caught me just in time, his hand pressed against my pussy, two of his finger driving in. I pushed myself back into him while spams wracked my body, the intense wave ballooning from my insides until it burned from my finger tips to my toes. I shot the sensation up the connection between Prestira and I, causing her pussy to gush as my orgasm became her own. Prestira let out a hoarse cry as her defenses were finally exposed to me. I navigated them with ease, my conscience driving into her mind while I dodged her counterattacks. Once my anal orgasm reached its peak, I drove my tongue passed the resistance of Prestira’s sphincter. It welcomed me in, closing tightly around me while I tasted her insides. Prestira let out a final gasp and then collapsed, her naked mind exposed to me completely. I charged down the connection and into her brain, seizing complete control of the woman.

I opened Prestira’s eyes and looked down at me. My little black dress was hiked up to ribs, my large breasts hanging from the front. I could feel Zander finishing off into my ass as my own body licked into Prestira’s. Zander pulled out with a groan as I locked eyes with my original body, amazement strewn across both of our faces.

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“This is fucking surreal.” I said with Prestira’s voice.

Prestira? Zander asked me, telepathically.

Hi daddy. I responded from Prestira with my own mental voice.

“What the fuck.” Zander responded in astonishment, “I didn’t think you could actually do it, Yavara.”

“That’s a resounding vote of confidence Zander, thank you.” I laughed from my own voice.

“I don’t think Zander believes in us,” I teased from Prestira’s mouth, “Maybe we should help him regain that confidence.”

“Confidence is the most attractive part of a man.” I said from my own voice.

“Well, it depends on how large his…confidence is.” I responded to myself in Prestira’s voice.

“It’s the motion of the ocean, not the size of the boat.” I countered myself with my own body.

“Then I like hurricanes, and big fucking boats.” I responded in Prestira’s voice, causing both of me to laugh.

“Yavara, you are fucking insane.” Zander said to us with a smile.

“‘Insane’ is such a mean thing to call yourself, Zander. I like to think I’m fucking daddy.” I said with my own voice as I back my ass into the wizard. Zander’s cum was leaking from my asshole and running down my leg, the feeling of the hot liquid on my thighs aroused me.

“I wonder if this counts as sex or masturbation?” I said from my own voice while I pushed a finger into Prestira’s ass.

“Mmmm, it feels like sex on this end. My god Prestira is tight, I think we should play with her.” I said from Prestira’s mouth.

“No. Everything you do to a person while controlling them is against their will. Sticking your finger in her ass is rape, Yavara.” Zander responded firmly.

I made a sarcastic sad face at Zander from both my bodies. “I guess she wouldn’t be keen on teaching us if we raped her.” I said from my own mouth.

“Isn’t it weird that we’re referring to ourselves as ‘we’ when it’s really just ‘me’?” I said with Prestira.

“It feels more natural that way. I guess we could just talk in unison, but that would feel creepy.” I responded with my own voice.

“You’re always so insightful, Yavara.” I said from Prestira.

“Thank you, Yavara. I hold your opinion in high regard as well.” I responded in my own voice, causing both my bodies to laugh in unison.

“Zander,” I said from Prestira’s mouth, “How come I can’t access Prestira’s powers and memories when I’m in her head? I could use your powers when I was in yours.”

“Indoctrination is a bit different than what you did to me as Alkandi. My soul was left in the astral plane, leaving my mind empty to you. You essentially filled my empty vessel. Prestira is still in her own head, with all her memories and abilities locked away with her soul. She’s probably a little mad that you have a finger in her ass right now. Procession victims are completely aware that they are processed, they just can’t do anything about it. Now get out of my ex-wife, Yavara.”

I pulled a finger from Prestira’s ass, taking a selfish moment to lick it. “There,” I said before I turned around and looked at Zander, slowly drawing my finger from my closed lips, “I am out of your ex-wife.”

“I meant out of her head, Yavara.” Zander responded, his half-flaccid cock twitching as the sight of me sucking Prestira’s ass from my finger.

“Just one moment, Zander.” I said from Prestira, “I’m curious about these piercings Prestira has.”

I brought my own body up to Prestira’s and gripped her rings, pulling outward gently. I moaned from Prestira’s mouth as my original form stretched Prestira’s breasts. “I think I should get some, these feel amazing.”

I locked eyes with myself, staring simultaneously into my own eyes and Prestira’s. I leaned forward and brought her mouth to my own. I let Prestira be the dominant half and myself be submissive as my tongues entwined, my original form still playing with Prestira’s breasts.

“You done, Yavara?” Zander’s stern tone cut through my self-indulgent passion, his penis now fully erect.

I withdrew from myself, staring longingly into my own eyes. “Yeah I’m done, Zander, you old buzz-kill.”

I traveled down the connection that was between Prestira and I, vacating her mind. Prestira’s body slouched once I left her completely, sitting idly until her soul regained control of her body. Prestira straightened up, her eyes fluttering as she adjusted herself.

“That was…unexpected.” Prestira said as she tested her body, rotating her wrists and flexing her muscles.

“Sorry about putting my finger in your ass, Prestira. And playing with your tits and kissing you, I couldn’t resist.” I said apologetically.

Prestira smiled up at me, her curly black hair hanging in front of her face. “That’s alright, Yavara. My old teacher used to make me beat myself if she got into my head, you were much gentler. And besides,” Prestira finished testing her body before addressing me again, “I kind of liked it.”

I smiled coyly at Prestira, “I told you so.”

Prestira gave me a seductive wink before handing me a wet cloth. I cleaned myself before pushing my breasts back into my dress. Prestira finished cleaning herself and summoned a silver cloak around her body before turning back to me.

“What you just did was nothing short of amazing, Yavara. You weakened my defenses and dodged all my counter attacks. Now that you know how I mentally protect myself, you can bypass my defenses with ease. I am-well, was-the greatest telepath in the world; I use every trick known to magic to protect myself. Now that you’ve seen these defenses, it should be easy for you to enter the minds of lesser beings. Our lesson tomorrow will be about protecting your own mind from an attack. You need to get plenty of rest tonight; I will not be kind to you tomorrow.”

Prestira leaned in and kissed my lips, her tongue flicking across them before she withdrew, looking suggestively into my eyes. “Nighty night sweetheart.”

I ran my thumb down her full lips and smiled, “You’re not going to tuck me into bed, mommy?”

“Mommy’s got you on the weekends honey, uncle Brock and I are going to take care of you tonight.” Zander said as he pulled me to my feet.

“Divorce is always so hard on the children, Zander.” Prestira smiled at Zander and I as we walked toward the door. “Also you’re going to need this.” Prestira tossed Zander a vial, “Brock is passed out on the bar right now.”

Zander nodded his thanks as we walked through the door. Prestira was right, Brock’s massive body was splayed across the bar, a pile of empty glasses next to his head. Zander grabbed Brock by the chin and poured the liquid into his mouth. Brock coughed and sputtered as he regained his sobriety, wiping the drunkenness from his eyes.

“What did I miss?” Brock said as he pulled himself off the bar.

“Yavara just became the strongest telepath in the world.”

“Wow! How’d you do that so quickly Yavara?” Brock asked me.

“I stuck my tongue in Prestira’s ass.” I replied, laughing.

“Wow,” Brock replied, rubbing his chin, “I’ll have to try that some time.”

“It won’t work for you, Brock.” Zander replied.

“No shit, Zander. During your thousand years on this planet did you ever once hear of sarcasm? And how come everyone here’s getting laid but me? You go upstairs and have bdsm sex with Prestira, Yavara goes upstairs and tongue-fucks Prestira, you know what? I’m going upstairs and trying my luck. It seems like Prestira just gives it away to anyone who knocks.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Zander replied sternly.

Brock looked at the mirror behind the bar and adjusted himself, slicking back his hair and smelling his breath on his hand. “I think it’s fucking fool-proof. If an old man like you can get some, I’d imagine the hottest orc bachelor in town will have no problem seducing the witch. Wish me luck, Yavara.”

“Good luck.” I giggled.

Brock’s heavy footsteps boomed up the stairs. A loud knock rang throughout the empty bar as Zander and I listened.

“Brock, I’ve been expecting you. Come in.” Prestira’s sultry voice echoed down the stairs. The door closed behind them with a creak. Zander and I waited with rapt anticipation for anything to happen. Nothing did. Zander shrugged his shoulders and placed a hand on my cheek before renewing my human disguise.

“Do you think she actually…” I whispered to him as we left the bar.

“I have no idea what that woman will do.” Zander laughed, “She’s the most unpredictable person I’ve ever met.”

Highland officers coming to you in three, two, one… Prestira’s telepathic voice shot into our heads as footsteps grew behind us.

“Zander!” A voice rang out behind us, “Zander Fredeon, we have questions for you.”

Zander gripped my shoulder tightly, muttering an incantation under his breath. I suddenly felt very drunk, as though I’d spent the whole night downing shots. Zander and I turned toward the source of the voice as I struggled against his arm to stay upright. Two high elves approached us with their hands on their sheathed swords, the emblem of The Highlands imprinted on their breastplates. One of the elves was noticeably older than the other, his blonde hair now silver with age.

“Wha d’you wan?” Zander asked drunkenly.

The two elves stopped just in front of us, their hands still resting on their weapons.

“We have some questions.” The older elf replied as he looked me up and down.

“You shaid that already, wha can I do for ya?” Zander slurred.

“We’d like to know anything you’ve heard about the disappearance of princes Yavara Tiadoa.”

“I heard she went mishing, shame thing every one elsh hash heard.”

“She was last seen walking to Castle Thorum, which is right on the edge of the Great Forest. I understand you’re here with an orc from the Great Forest, Brock of the Terdini tribe.”

“You sure are well informed. Brock’s upshtairs, no doubt laying into my bish of an ex-wife.”

“Can we question him?”

“You might wanna wait until he’sh finished. I’ve sheen Brock tear a man’sh arm off for jusht looking at him fwunny. I don’t think he’d appreshiate two elvesh interruptin’ him when he’sh bustin’ a nut.”

“May I ask what your business in Ardeni Dreus is?”

“No businesh, jusht pleasure.” Zander smiled at the elves as he grabbed my ass. I let out a yelp and drunkenly giggled into Zanders arm as his fingers sunk into my cheek.

“This girl was also mentioned as one of your companions. Might I ask what a human girl, an orc and a wizard are doing together?”

“A human an orc and a wishard, shounds like a fuckin’ fairy tale.” Zander laughed at the elves.

“Answer the question, old man.” Said the younger elf, who had remained silent throughout the interrogation.

Zander straightened up, his staff threateningly pointed at the elf. “Draw your shword, pushy.”

The hot-headed elf growled in anger before pulling the hilt of his sword upward. Zander roared in laughter as the blade flopped downward in the shape of a penis. “Know yer place, boy. Didn’t yer mother ever teach you reshpect?”

The older elf pushed the younger one aside before addressing me personally.

“Young lady, what is your relationship with Zander and Brock?”

“Djander told me I could make shome money if I came with him to Ardjeni. He shaid he knew a woman who had a two-way mirror, and that she would pay me to fuck people on the other shide of it. She had to tesht me out firsht, make sure I was good to perform. Brock’sh up their taking hish tesht now.” I giggled as I stepped toward the older elf, placing my hand on his breast plate. “Are you going to take me down-town offisher? Are you going to tesht me out too?”

The older elf straightened up and backed away from me, his face flushed. “I uhh, I think we got all the information we need here. Thank you for time Zander, and you…”

“Trish.” I said with a drunken curtsy, purposefully lifted my dress a little too high.

“…Patricia. Tell the orc we’d like to speak with him when he has the chance.”

“Will do!” said Zander as the elves walked away. The older elf grabbed the younger and shouted into his face as we turned around.

“Do you have any idea who that man is? Are you trying get me killed, you little twat?! I am three days from retirement and I do not want to turn into a cliché. Get your ass back to base!”

Zander removed the spell as we laughed down the street.

Thanks for the heads up, Prestira. What are you and Brock doing up there?

I told him I’d suck his cock if he beat me in chess. We’re on our tenth game now.

You don’t want to test the patience of an orc, Prestira. replied Zander.

The worst he could do to me is flip the board and storm out, but he’s not impatient. He’s getting better with every game; I might have to pay up. He’s smart for an orc, just not smart enough to be trusted to handle a delicate situation like being interrogated by Highland officers. You’re welcome for that.

Thank you, Prestira.

You’re welcome, Yavara.

“Ha! Checkmate!” Brock’s voice boomed down the street.

Oh shit. Prestira's mental voice said in fear.

Sorry for your throat, Prestira.

Zander and I stopped at a hotel and checked in. We had a room with three separate beds, though I doubted Brock was going to fit into his. Zander pulled off his robe and dove onto his bed, snoring loudly the moment his head hit the pillow. I stared in disbelief as I stood with nothing but my boots on, ready to receive the wizard.

Go to sleep, Yavara. Prestira wasn’t kidding when she said it won’t be easy for you tomorrow, you need your strength.

I need something else right now.

Your appetite is insatiable. If you don’t go to sleep I’m going to knock you out with a spell.

Fine. Asshole.

That’s a mean thing to say to your father. I’m knocking you out, Yavara.

Zander’s spell seeped into my brain. I smiled as I drifted to sleep.

ELENA

“We were a little surprised at the content of your message, ranger Elena. We followed through with your request, but nothing came of it. Zander and Brock are with some human girl trying to do what everyone else is in this goddamn city: make money.”

“You’re sure she was a human girl?” I asked the two elven officers at their base in Ardeni Dreus.

“Yeah, hottest damn piece of ass I ever saw too. Curvy little body, bright green eyes, tan skin, straight black hair. She was drunker than hell and working as some kind of sex worker with Prestira Rasloraca, I guess they’re using a two-way enchanted mirror to perform sex acts for entertainment at her bar.”

“And where was Brock in all this?” I asked the silver-haired elf.

“Well I guess he was up with Mrs. Rasloraca banging her brains out. At least, that’s what Zander said.”

“You didn’t bring him down for questioning?”

“Look miss, Zander is one of-if not the most powerful wizard alive. Not only that, but he’s been an important ally to The Highlands for a thousand years. I’m not going to bother a man like that over the suspicions of a ranger. Their story was air-tight, and this letter you brought me only confirms it. Brock and Zander picked up some human broad looking for money, they figured a whore like that would net them a sizable profit, Brock goes back and uses the money to unite orc tribes and push his clan agenda, Zander gets some spending money and an excuse to bang his ex-wife and a tight little human. Doesn’t seem too suspicious to me.”

“Hmm,” I pondered as I scratched my chin. “Where is Prestira’s bar?”


PLOT POINTS

Yavara successfully indoctrinates Prestira by sticking her tongue up her ass.

Yavara learns that she cannot use the powers of someone she indoctrinates.

Yavara and Zander are questioned by Highland authorities. They successfully throw the officers off their trail.

Elena questions the authorities and suspects that Yavara is in Prestira's bar.

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