(Welcome welcome.)
04:29:23
/wear their attached_hands
04:53:04
/wear their collar
04:53:38
Both girls had been dragged back to their cell unconscious, fucked till they blacked out tied to a pole. Their restraints were locked back on, albeit with some change given the various different things that were tried on the girls. Alyce's shackles were shorter now, her hands couldn't go much further than her breasts, cuffs locked to her collar.
Her ankles had a shorter chain between them, and even sligtly less chain to link from ankles to wrists. Meaning if Alyce wasn't being made to crawl she would be having to walk hunched over, breasts hanging and ass stuck outward.
Datura on the other hand was only still suppressed by her collar. She had been wrapped up in velvet ropes tight around her body, bound behind her back. As restraints, they were the bare minimum. But both aesthetically and in regard to sensation, they kept her body stimulated... Rubbing against her whenever she moved. Datura was out longer than Alyce, this time.
05:06:58
Alyce wasn't sure which of us really blacked out first, vaguely remembering a look of completel exhaustion on the Elf's face before her own conciousness faded. Our bodies were used even through the unconsciousness, untill the entire party of orcs were satisfied. Upon waking up there was the metal sound of chains being tugged and Alyce practically- actually ends up falling over in her initial attempt to shuffle to her feet. "nn.... Haahh....."
A lazy glance is given towards Datura, there wasn't much Alyce could really do other than that. Not with an aching body, and limbs connected to one another like this
05:14:07
After the very...very short amount of time it takes to assess that the situation is still, indeed, completely fucked... Alyce sighs out shuffles up to her knees, and over towards the only other person nearby not immediately out to fuck her. Two bound hands cover over Datura's arm, and the chain Alyce wasn't careful enough with connects against the Elf's back....Followed by Alyce making an attempt to shake her awake, and wincing when doing so makes her own muscles tense in exhaustion.
05:18:03
Datura hisses as the chain smacks against her back. She nearly jolts awake, but after almost immediately jumping she regrets her decision. She too is sore all over her body. It takes her a second to acclimate to the perpetually doomed situation, wherein she sees the person who was closest to her tongue last practically latched onto her. Slowly the memories return, alongside a hue of pink, but she does not push away Alyce.
Hey…
05:22:03
"...Sorry....
not what Alyce was intending...."
It's seeing Datura's face starting to blush that has the very same memories flowing back into Alyce's head as well. The look of arousal and the connection of tongues, constantly being mashed together until keeping that up was no longer feasible. "...Baka"
This of course cause Alyce's own cheeks to flush red, 'hidden' by a tossing of her hair, and an aversion of her gaze.
05:24:55
The silence simmers for quite some time…
Can I be honest with you, Alyce?
She pauses, waiting. Its a little clear what she might be about to say before she says it…
Im starting to lose hope… I don’t know if we are going to be rescued…
05:30:14
". . ."
From the base of Alyce's back to the very top of her neck, a cold chill runs upwards and makes her entire body shiver. Those were not the words that Alyce wanted to hear from someone who was significantly, physically at least, stronger than her. "D-..Don't be silly. There's gotta be
someone looking for us, right? if clearing out stuff like this is something you handle solo then..."
05:32:51
It is, and it would be... But I hadn't realized that it was... it was safer that way. Had I considered how unequipped I was to handle a hostage situation with numbers like that, we wouldn't be here... But we've been over this already, the problem is that I was holding out hope... and its starting to fade...
Datura sways from side to side, before leaning over on Alyce's shoulder.
We've been here for... Six days, seventeen hours, 32 minutes, and 15... 16... 17 seconds counting..
05:38:34
I know, I have an internal clock. Given my affinities. But, wouldn't someone have come by now? If we were gonna be rescued... I- I am the whole of Adrian's security, the head and the whole security team. He doesn't have another person he can reliably send, not in my eyes. Maybe he can find someone but... anyone that can be bought can be bought again.
05:40:36
"Khh...."
Alyce grits her teeth and pulls her arms back, with the idea of intentionally smacking the Elf with the chains around her wrist this time.... which is interrupted by her laying down against Alyce's side. "There's a
lot Alyce could say about that...."
That if Datura couldn't handle a 'hostage situation', does that mean she's left other hostages to suffer while alone. That Alyce resents being considered a 'hostage' in the first place. That 'if you've been down here, then your asset has been without protection for just as long'....But what Actually comes out of Alyce's mouth.... "What Alyce will say is that we've been moved
around alot too. Maybe someone's already dealt with the brigands we first got caught by, and they're running in our direction now? Whatever the case is, you're a
real idiot for...thinking that way."
05:44:34
Yeah... Yeah I hope you're right...
The elf is very melancholy. Though she wants you to be right, the will to hope for it is diminishing quickly. On her own, clearing this place out would have taken a day... Nearly a week had passed, surely someone would have noticed they were gone too long within the day. She'd left a record of her operations, so the location of the entrance was known... And yet nobody else has arrived to their rescue.
But if you're wrong... Im so sorry.
05:49:16
"Haahh...."
Tap. This time Alyce doesn't hold the chain, letting it 'slap' against Datura's back with.... just enough force for it to sting a little "No apologizing for this. Alyce followed you here so responsibility is... shared."
05:50:48
Aye- That isn't...
Datura sighs, it is on some level a relief that Alyce is still so stubborn after all of this. Notably because Datura doesn't have as much elasticity as the melon does. Maybe she could hold out longer if she was able to get out, but each time their captors broke the girls down, Datura's foundation became a little bit less steady, and Alyce's seemed to hold fast.
That said, she knew arguing with Alyce about fault wouldn't amount to much, Alyce wouldn't let her take the full blame she deserved.
05:54:11
Don't take this the wrong way, but Im glad you're down here with me...
I of course would rather neither of us be... And maybe its selfish of me to say, but if it was anyone else, I don't think there'd be a single thing to look forward too every... middle of the evening. (Apparently, that's when the girls have been waking up.)
05:55:22
A truly curious difference between Elfs and humans. Despite one having significantly more time to work with in their lives, it was this elf in particular who was already losing the thread of hope. It's that 'something' about human spirit that truly makes them dangerous...Normally, pinning 'the full blame' onto Datura would have been entirely in Alyce's wheelhouse though, so perhaps the constant whittling down of stamina and sanity was affecting her. "Haaah?~ and in what way would you have expected Alyce to take that?~"
Against the seemingly endless, seemingly uncaring hordes of cocks the two girls had to face, Alyce isn't really capable of being a tease, or anything remotely resembling being smug, but against soft words from someone usually so uptight? "It's not like Alyce is
enjoying waking up to see
your face everyday either...But It's not the
worst thing in the world.... hmph..."
Alyce's hands come up to brush over the spot she thacked with the chain, a gentle touch....nearly resembling a hug
06:00:38
Well, I didn't want you thinking I was glad you're stuck in this situation. I'd rather you, and preferably the both of us not have a different cock in us every five to ten minutes. But there were
some enjoyable parts. I mean, it was a
little entertaining cumming our brains out together on those machines before we started blowing orcs for the first few days. And the dance was fun, though I would have wished it was any other crowd.
Datura chuckles again, and shakes her head. The elf would never have given you this much credit any other day. Seems as though she was just trying to focus on the "good parts" so she could keep holding on.
06:05:24
"Pfft~"
Alyce is forced to stifle a laugh "You could have had Alyce fooled with the moans you were making for those orcs~ and while Alyce only really did it so you wouldn't totally fall apart, you looked pretty good dancing with a blindfold on....So to say this was
entirely unpleasant... would actually be a lie."
An attempt is made to hold Datura be the shoulders, yet that's 'stopped' by Alyce's chains keeping her wrists too close together...so she settles for just pushing on one shoulder to create a little bit more space "Plus, as longas we're focusing on the
positives... Alyce made
some progress, and towards the end of when we could actually struggle, we... made a decent enough team?~"
06:10:18
Datura sits upright against the wall as she's nudged back, scoffing lightly at the accusations made regarding the moans she was making. But after ruminating for a second... she can't disagree that her voice may have gave the wrong impression.
You will only ever hear these words from my mouth once, so you better cherish them... But I will concede, the orcs were making me moan like a common whore...
Datura gives you a moment to relish in your victory, before continuing.
But let the record show, I was moaning like a slut and
couldn't tell the difference between our moans apart after a certain point
06:14:39
Both of Alyce's eyes clsoe "
Ahem."
The time it takes Alyce to 'ruminate' on those words is significantly shorter. There was no way a response like that wasn't going to be given in return, and there was also no way Alyce could really argue against the fact of the matter. in this situation atleast. "Let the record show, that Alyce may or may not have also been moaning like a 'slut', for one reason or another."
After clearing her throat, one eyelid floats open "But you're only going to
ever hear Alyce admit that once, Baka."
06:18:14
Datura snickers at your somewhat reluctant admittance of lustful sounds. But takes the mutual win, perhaps mutual loss. Whichever it is.
06:21:26
As we are now? This could only be realistically counted as mutual defeat.
06:22:08
The bantering between the girls continues for some time more, back and forth, a couple hours of calm to just relax, jest, and recuperate a little... before the dreadful footsteps return.
06:22:39
Whether it was bickering, pokes at each other's own situation, or otherwise, hearing the footsteps returning has Alyce let out a long... held in sigh "Haahh.... hope you're ready for more.... Alyce isn't sure whatever is 'next' for us is going to be a 'pleasant' as the Orcs were for you~"
06:24:27
Because once the sound gets closer to the two's shared cell, Alyce instinctually straitens up her posture as much as the chains allowed her to.
06:25:27
Alyce's smile was weak, it's not been an easy week, and yet... she still manages to pull off the faintest of smiles still.
06:28:18
Datura, who's slightly more bolstered by the last two hours or so of calm, stands up and approaches the cell door as the footsteps close in. She wasn't going to let them drive her to the back of the cell in fear, drag her out. She was going to stand right there at the door, if they were gonna leash her and drag her, well she couldn't do much about that. But she wasn't going to be forced out, she was going to go with on her own terms, as much as she could.
06:28:59
Alyce makes another attempt to stand up.....to very limited success. The last two hours were a much, much needed break, yet that alone wasn't enough to fully recover....One of the differences between Elfs and Humans working Against Alyce being her own physical limits. She makes it to her feet, hunched over, with eyes focused away from Datura, and looking right at the doorway
06:32:31
After a few more seconds, two orcs thunder over in front of the cell door. It was ironic, the door was never locked. But it was so heavy that it would take an orc physique just to pull that door open. And in their current state, neither girl had that kind of strength.
The orc's were unfamiliar, they seemed ragtag, a gaggle of them who had their own plans for the girls who may very well have been left alone today... Otherwise.
06:37:00
One of them steps forward and reaches out his hands, which he grabs onto one of each of the girl's tits. Squeezing and fondling.
Datura moans a little quietly, but she maintains a steely eye'd stare, at least as long as she can manage before her biology kicks in.
You're both tugged out by the boob handful, leashed up once again.
06:38:54
With the sheer number of Orcs the girls had to deal with, there really wasn't a way for Alyce to have been able to tell the two currently entering their cell apart from any of the others. "--KKh......"
A stifled, pained breath through clenched teeth. Alyce watches the effect they have on Datura take over and...half rolls her eyes seeing what would have been a steadfast Elf reduced to submission so quickly. One thing Alyce could tell for sure, these particular Orcs weren't being as gentle as the others. Reluctantly, Alyce follows the direction of the tugging....as if she really had a choice
06:42:40
Datura stumbles along after the orc's a few paces too close to them while they guide the girls without a word to where or for what...
06:45:15
After a long walk in the opposite direction of the main camp. The girls are led to a larger room with a very large chest at the end of it. There is nothing else in the room but this chest, and now the two girls.
06:49:54
That we were being taken away From the main camp wasn't exactly a 'good' sign. Going back to Alyce's logical reasoning that our constantly being on the move making rescue more difficult this wasn't ideal. "...?"
Shoved into the room with the chest, Alyce gives a confused look backwards before the door gets slammed shut- CLICK~ ....and locked behind the two of us.
06:52:17
A couple of blinks and....did the chest move? "Maybe this is... their way of storing us with 'teasure' instead of as 'prisoners'...."
06:53:24
If Alyce was more rested, and less 'fucked for a week strait'...Her guard might have been more up, and she would have noticed how the wooden box was expanding and contracting- 'breathing'. Instead, as she is now , what Alyce sees is a different room to try and catch some rest in. She takes a few steps towards the center of the room...
06:56:48
Datura, who was recovering after the presence of orcs, and was more used to dungeon delving, DID realize that something was very wrong...
Alyce wait!
She whisper yells the words, trying not to be too loud.
Come back... slowly and quietly...
06:58:31
"...heh?"
There was one more difference between the two that was...unfortunately... going to cost us. Datura was wrapped in rope, and while trying to move would make the hemp grind against sensitive spots, it was relatively quiet. Alyce on the other hand... Cling.... Had chains that jingle against themselves when Alyce starts to about face.
07:01:16
Datura realizes that explaining the situation is going to be too hard, so she also steps closer and instead just grabs the chains in her mouth, holding them to keep them from making too much noise. Slowly she starts to back towards the wall again, trying to keep the chain as still as she can...
It almost looks like it'll work...
Click.
The sound of someone clicking their tongue, the chest... its MAW opens up... Pink fleshly walls with presently short tendrils and not particularly sharp teeth. But when clasped shut, it was certainly a tight seal... The mimic however, does not move yet... Datura freezes.
07:05:09
"...!"
What The Elf was trying to warn Alyce becomes abundantly clear incredibly quickly. Alyce's eyes open wide and Alyce's body similarly freezes, save for her eyes that dart down towards the silenced chains....then back towards the open 'jaw' of the chest.
07:08:03
'Are we... just supposed to stand here forever then?' The thought runs through Alyce's head but it's...cut unfortunately short. From behind the both of us a grunt is heard at the door....There were bars so the Orcs who tossed us in here could watch what would be inevitable...
07:10:08
A small spectral hand floats through the bars over to the girls, most of their binds are undone, unlocked, untied. And falls to the ground. These orc rejects know a bit of very beginner magic.
Datura turns to look at the orcs, watching one manipulate the mage hand, and another seems to have some kind of whistle by his mouth. Likely what made the strange clicking sound, something to control the mimic in front of the girls.
So Datura takes a risk and drops the chain from her mouth, letting it clang against the floor. The mimic does not move.
07:15:29
Of course the very next thing she does is try the door and take Alyce and make a run for it... But the door is already locked. So they are still stuck in here.
07:16:04
The orc, who was holding the whistle, mutters an order to both girls.
Get in it.
07:17:34
Datura is dumbfounded by the order.
07:17:43
Having her wrists free from the firm, clamping sensation of metal has Alyce both sighing in relief and holding her breath as the chains clamor onto the floor. When the Mimic doesn't appear to actually react to the sound, Alyce follows the attempt to sprint towards the door....Just to be met with the locking mechanism, and the eyes of the Orcs looking inwards. "..."
'or what?' Also crosses Alyce's mind, but after everything they've been through disobeying an order to find out means the thought remains as such.
07:21:29
"...Should Alyce be worried?"
Said as she starts taking a few, incredibly hesitant steps towards the chest.
07:21:55
At first Datura grabs Alyce’s wrists to stop her from approaching, but after a brief moment of consideration, she realizes Alyce is doing it because they are very limited in choice… and disobedience begets punishment. So the elf follows along.
07:25:51
Probably…? Uhm… we won’t die… sorry I know thats kinda the bare minimum…
07:26:10
"Haah... G-Good... That's what Alyce was most worried about..."
and why Alyce's steps had held hesitation. Being held at knifepoint begets an expectation, and a now much more imposing chest in the center of an empty...locked room.... "So we should... probably get this over with then...."
07:27:48
I truly… truly applaud your bravery.
Datura seems much more hesitant, likely knowing what to expect.
As your friend and rival… I will suck up my fear and join you…
Datura helps Alyce over the jaw and into the mimic, before stepping in and sitting down in it next to her…
The chest is cramped, the walls are fleshy, slimy, wet… the girls press against each other.
No room for jokes or teasing… have you ever watched those Japanese adult cartoons? The ones with the girls and the tentacles…?
07:30:59
"Well, we don't
really have a choice, do we."
Spoken matter-of-factly. Any other situation and Alyce might have poked at being referred to as a 'rival' that implies being on equal footing... though as a shaky leg is lifted over chest-jaw and Alyce mutually assist Datura in return... Just getting though this was a far, far more pressing subject on Alyce's mind. Settling in the sensation of the chest's interior has Alyce grimace in disgust, that wasn't the texture she was expecting in the slightest.... "....
EH?"
07:35:33
The implications were understood nearly instantly, and Alyce's eyes open wide as black-lit saucers. she looks around in a panic, and shifts around restlessly, inadvertently causing our half-intertwined legs and bodies to rub against each other
07:37:10
Datura considers that maybe it would have been better to just let Alyce be blissfully unaware till it sprung on them, maybe she wouldn’t be as antsy if she was too busy getting fucked in all three holes…
07:39:49
Just sit still… breathe… We have to get it over with…
Datura can’t think of much good advice for a situation like this…
07:40:51
Click…
Several of the tendrils on the roof of the chest drop down and wrap around both girl’s arms and wrists. Pulling and submerging them into the walls of the chest, leaving both defenseless.
07:41:51
The elf’s breath catches in her throat…
Just uhm… try to enjoy it…?
07:42:07
"Just... try and enjo-- oooiiNnghn..."
Alyce attempts to repeat the words are cut short as a tendril...'surprises' her from below.
07:46:25
It was instinct in how Alyce moved, raising her arms to 'defend' against the wet, slithering mass that moved down towards them. Her hands squish into the 'ceiling' of flesh, and in return it coils down to hold her arms in place "Ahhn... "
07:48:38
Tension attempts to push against the lid, though Alyce's weak, exhausted arms tremble to stay upright
07:49:39
Save your stamina, its almost impossible to escape from a mimic when captured… we’ll have to be let o- ‘mnnnhhhgghhff~*
07:52:03
The elf has to mentally resist the urge to tense up when she watches Alyce get surprised penetrated by a tentacle, she keeps herself as loose as she can, expecting something up the ass or cunt… instead a long thick piece of pink shoves itself into her throat and mouth. To which she does gag and tense, and immediately that is followed up with a tentacle in her ass indeed…
07:52:06
....'and we just 'willingly' stepped into one....great...' Taking the Elf's words to heart, Alyce saves her words and nods her head, offering only a few strained breaths of air as a response
07:53:41
Alyce's upwards pressure 'irritates' the mimic, making it salivate and cover the both of us in it's fluids. Whatever was being pushed up inside of Alyce's womanhood starts to twist, turn, and churn it's way to force itself deeper "AaAAh- MMngghhfhm--"
Which results in Alyce moaning out in the mix of pain and pleasure, and results in the mimic taking up similar space in Alyce's mouth as well.
07:57:12
(
Is content with not having to adjust the sclera)
07:58:04
07:58:06
Datura’s hips move with the tentacle, trying to avoid it going too deep into her… but she can feel the strain of having to buck in a circle like this over n over… So she takes her own advice and sits her butt down flat, taking it deep enough that each thrusts makes her eyes roll back…
Slimy tendrils climb their bodies all over, wrapping around their breasts and squeezing, even latching onto them as if the girls could be milked.
08:01:54
Mmnnhgghhh~ Nnnhhmmm~
08:02:21
If either of us were caught in this mass of tendrils alone, there would have been more space to squirm with...better chances to prevent each thick, pink mass of wet muscle from doing as they please with our respective holes....Instead every time Alyce is forced to twitch, or jut her hips forward, the result is her legs and body grinding up against Datura's own in the process. "
mnhnfmh-... NNfhffhhmn...!~"
Alyce's fingers curl inward to grasp at the fleshy mounds above her, only really making the mimic salivate in excess. No matter how Alyce shakes her head or attempts to avoid the slithering tentacle from invading her throat, it gets there all the same and her groans of pleasure are muffled against it
08:08:23
Being entirely stimulated in every one of her erogenous zones, Alyce's back arches forward while 'struggling'...to no avail.
08:10:01
Datura does her best to just focus on how it felt to lean into the tentacles. The same way she stopped fighting the machine from earlier in the week, letting it draw out orgasm or orgasm in a state of no resistance. Seeing that the first of its prey is “pacified” the tentacle takes to penetration of her third and final hole, and all of the tentacles get active on the elf’s body. Its so undeniably pleasurable, the way they squirm over her, pound such sweet relentless spots. If the machine was designed to make the girls squirt, this lifeform evolved to do something very similar.
08:15:25
Only a machine was uniform, what the two were strapped down against before would only 'vary' it's consistent and constant pleasure when Alyce or Datura would grind on top of them, using their hip thrusts to make the vibrations stimulate a different section of their inner walls....This was entirely different. Each individual mass of writhing flesh would directly seek out the spots that made it's captives squirm,
just to hammer in to draw out the ecstasy on repeat. "
MNnfhgmn.. Mnnhhgffhmn!!"
Occasionally the tendrils would brush along a stomach, slide down one's back to 'lick' the skin...Otherwise every available hole was being pumped to push our bodies towards that 'breaking point'.
08:22:50
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08:29:01
The orcs stared through the bars, rubbing their cocks at the realltime porn show they were getting to watch. The mimic, however, sensing that its prey was fighting it less, starts making adjustments.
Namely, Alyce is tossed ontop of Datura, tits to tits, and Datura is laid down on the base of the mimic.
08:29:23
The restraining tentacles adjust to spreadeagle for both girls, and with slightly more room, (at the expense of the girl’s, who now rub against each other and add to the sensation.) can fuck them harder then it was before.
08:30:32
It didn’t help when the tentacles started to grow…
08:30:50
If you tried to tighten your ass to keep the mimic from filling out your rectum, it'd start to ravage your pussy, clench down to increase friction, you'd need to worry choking on what was filling your throat. Truly the only real course of action was to just ease your muscles and either ignore the pleasure, or indulge in it. "Mnfhlllhmmn?!"
This wasn't just a mimic though, it was being controlled by some rather perverted Orcs so they could have their own 'private' display. Aside from fleshy textures and the barely open lid the only thing Alyce could really see was the Elf's face, now made even more pronouced as the two's bodies are sandwiched together. Both tentacles slide out of the the two's mouths and entwine themselves together before plunging right back inside- "
MMNFHGNmnhfmn!!!"
Only made all the more unignorable with their shifting size. This was the Orc's doing so they were making the tendrils simulate an Orc's girth, stretching out the insides of each- PUMP~ and every PUMP~ one of the available holes it had to violate. Twisting caused Alyce's weight (Fortunately light) to grind against Datura's body, and with another muffled moan Alyce's eyes start to twitch and tremble with each hefty knock against her womb.
08:37:30
Datura had, with little shame in it, chosen the route of indulging in the pleasure. She was in no way going to be able ignore the dozen slimy appendages running over their bodies. Feelers probing tits nipples and round bottoms. Tentacocks going as deep as they can to make the two sluts at its mercy cry moan and whine with so much pleasure that it is just reasonably short of pain.
There was however, noticeably more shame when Alyce was tossed onto Datura, and, in a freakish moment of coincidence, Datura gets hit over the clit with a feeler tentacle just right, splashing both girls with a good amount of girlcum on their thighs.
If this was a hentai, she’d have heart eyes.
08:43:44
Alyce was stubborn by nature, and given the initial warning it took Alyce a good deal longer to follow the same 'path' as her Elf companion....Being fully and thoroughly fucked by a seemingly endless mound of fleshy, slick, writhing mass can only really be resisted for so long. Those ever changing eyes close shut, tears welling in their corners...and when they open Alyce's pupils actually are in the shape of hearts...Being the singular effect of Glamour that Alyce has no control over. She makes a particularly 'pained' groan when a fluid different from the Mimic saliva sprays on her pelvis...and when that same feeler rubs to collect Datura's juices, it does so directly across Alyce's sensitive button as well. "
NNgh- Mnnfhfnn!~♡~"
Needless to say both girls were covered in 'each other', and any glance towards the door would spy the Orcs grunting in approval.
08:53:29
Being on the bottom, Datura couldn’t even see out of the chest, and she was too busy staring at Alyce’s tits to care anyway. As pleasurable as the mimic felt, it was not exactly that entertaining to look out… now watching the tsundere girl who’s body she kept grinding against haplessly lose her cool and buck into the tentacles digging into her cunt, ass, and throat, THAT was a fun sight. Even if Datura knew she was getting the same treatment. But she leaned into it a little. Given the gravity of the situation, she figured they both deserved a little eyecandy, and it was there. In bounces that were just a little more hectic then they had to be, grinds of leg and thigh into sensitive spots too coincidentally to be an accident…
09:05:42
The orcs, though, in the commotion, bust their loads just right onto the ground outside the room… there is no attempt to clean it up… they toss the “remote” into the room with the girls… and leave them. So the mimic shuts on them…
They were gonna be tentacle toys way longer then first expected…
09:07:07
Did Alyce notice that Datura was moving her body in such a provocative manner on purpose? Absolutely not. Being railed in all three holes by thick tentacles and barely fighting back the second wave of orgasms, the only Alyce did notice was that the Elf was in fact moving provocatively. Watching the normally 'chaste' Elf display and and entice the melon with her own body was an opportunity she couldn't possibly pass up. Fortunately the Mimic was mostly concerned with plunging itself into the girls holes to really care how their appendages moved, so a shifting of legs has presses the tentacles knocking into our womanhoods against each one another. One of Alyce's eyes closes in what is either repressed arousal or a wink, right as the grinding becomes mutual, if there wasn't a mass of pink flesh seeking to choke Alyce out, she would have almost certainly tried to kiss the girl below her.
09:16:14
The fact that the 'remote' to keep the beast tame had ended up in the room only just barely makes it into Alyce's conscious. unfortunately she was essentially challenged to a lewd off with how Datura was moving, therefore shifting to smother the Elf in breasts was currently taking priority
09:18:09
Datura figured her enticing was working based on the way you got in closer, and while she was helpless to do much to add to your pleasure on purpose… drowning in it with you wasn’t that bad either. Even if it was getting a bit spotty to see from how often, or rather not often the mimic let them breathe.
Hours upon hours of this, the mimic never seemed to tire. When she could focus, Datura’s internal clock still counted… Five… six… the time flies by when you’re having “fun.” Though all things considered its a little nice to fuck something thats TRYING to make you cum, even if you’re cumming yourself to tears… Which Datura definitely had by this poinf.
09:22:42
A mimic that feeds off of 'lewd juices' wouldn't really tire from the girls giving it exactly what it wanted....Especially not one being held in a camp where the Orcs would rather greedily horde the pleasure of their captives for themselves. It also happened to be a breath of fresh air- figuratively, since the thick mound of slimy feelers filling out each of our throats was preventing airflow, in that the mimics probing was specifically designed for pounding out...prolonging...and extracting as much pleasure from it's 'victims' as possible. If Datura's invitation was just to indulge in some mutual 'entertainment', it worked flawlessly. If it was done to try and ease the multiple hours of mind-numbing, tear inducing, full body orgasms...then she failed spectacularly.
09:28:36
Click.
Enthralled as she was, Datura did not even notice, after roughly fourteen hours, that the mimic stopped. She just kept rubbing and grinding, and now that it had suddenly let both girls go, she was kissing and rubbing at Alyce too, still a bit too infatuated with the sexy bitch she’s been cumming her brains out with the whole time to take advantage of their newfound freedom.
09:35:26
Just as anyone would expect, no sooner does the slimy tentacle leave Alyce's mouth does he immediately gasp for air, and use that breath to make out with the sexy bitch below her. Bodies slicked with mimic saliva, bodily fluids, and sweat, hands start to stimulate similar to tendrils, and far beyond wet pussies are mashed together....it wouldn't be for another ten or so minutes until Alyce's senses finally returned to her, pulling away with a long, unbroken line of saliva to connect the two sluts as they roll out of the mimic's mouth
09:41:35
All that sex, that cramped space, the shared orgasms, when Datura rolled out of the mimic, she was still very horny. It showed in the way she was looking at her partner in crime. She did at least survey her surroundings, noting that there was nobody around at all, save for the pacified mimic. Whomever hit that button apparently left again soon after… so naturally Datura scooched a little closer to Alyce again.
09:49:04
Alyce was not one prone to getting 'completely' lost in lust like this, though it wouldn't be the first time she's seen it happen to others and...fuck it, by the look in Datura's eyes there was neither any immediate danger nearby if you exclude the Elf herself...and mayhaps Alyce hadn't quite had enough of her 'partner in crime's' body either.... "Trying the door can wait..."
Is all that Alyce says before using what little strength her legs have left to 'pounce' (really just throwing her small frame forward) onto Datura's body
09:57:05
Datura catches the melon with her sapped strength (mostly because of how light she is) and rolls onto heck, the melon on top. She slips a thigh between the girl’s legs and rubs, her dexterous hands grope the tits smothering her and thumbs flick over the nipples. She leans in to kiss Alyce and-
10:01:17
The door swings open.
10:01:26
An orc, as usual, comes through the door. Staring at you like two hot women fucking is the least entertaining thing he’s seen all day.
10:03:07
Datura stares, frozen, at the intruding Orc…
10:03:40
What follows is Alyce more or less collapsing onto Datura, her head slips into the crook of her neck and moans a heated breath against skin, where Datura used her thigh Alyce slides her hand down to reciprocate the friction. Breasts are gropes, backs get arched.... Right up until Alyce notices that Datura stopped moving.
10:04:58
In the classic, 'hes right behind Alyce, isn't he' fashion, save for the panting breaths Alyce's upper body slowly turns back around to give the orc a once over. "
ahem...."
Clearing her throat with perhaps the brightest blush she's had on her face in a week
10:06:20
Would it.. would I be overstepping if I asked you to come back lat-
Stand up.
10:10:37
The orc interrupts the also blushing elf to make his demand, which she scrambles to comply with.
10:11:14
A command that Alyce does with shocking speed, nearly comical in how fast she stands up entirely strait with her eyes closed to avoid looking at.... either of the two other entities in the room
10:12:31
The orc huffs and fetches the chain from the ground, alongside the rope. For a second he’s going to bind you both back up, then he grumbles and throws the restraints into his satchel.
10:13:41
Too lazy to tie, just put hands behind head and follow…
10:13:52
Datura feels slightly offended that this orc was obviously not remotely even a little attracted to either of them, even if she knows thats a bit of stockholm syndrome…
10:14:38
Alyce's eyes open at the sounds of shackles being tossed back down to the ground, both pearlescent orbs rapidly darting back and forth between the hulking green muscle and the shackles that made walking a chore...That there wasn't any hint of 'attraction' didn't even cross Alyce's brain in the slightest, she was either still too focused on the embarrassment of being 'caught in act'...and self-centered enough not to care about the opinions of a random dungeon Orc.
10:17:29
