Coyotka in Paradise?
Snow Crunched under the heavy boots as the explorer trudged through the ice-crusted wasteland. The trip had taken two weeks by Dogsled into the frozen lands, and everything had gone well until the last day when a blizzard hit. With half the base camp buried, the rest of the team was insistent on returning and giving up the search, but the head explorer refused. Undeterred she pushed her team onward, never noticing that they were muttering behind her back. Several hours into the day's trek, she looked back to find herself alone. They had abandoned her here in the frozen plains of snow and wind and ice to save their own cowardly hides.
The blizzard raged on for miles, blotting out the sun, and completely ruining the reception on her GPS. Traveling on instinct and willpower she carried on, headlong into the furious storm. Hours she walked, even the crunch of the snow deadened by the noise of the wind and ice battering harder against her heavy furs and layers of clothing. Time was forgotten amidst the noise and fury until, with her eyes closed against the blast, she stepped forward into what felt like nothing. The wind had halted, the snow ceased to batter against her, and the world was calm. Blinking her ice-crusted eyelashes, she looked around. The sky was clear, and she faced a tremendous cliff face with a singular split that served as a pathway. Curiously, she looked behind her and gasped in shock. Where she had stepped from seemed to be a solid wall of wind and snow, hissing angrily just outside her reach, but the wind did not pull at her at all. Baffled, she lifted her eye cover and shivered at the marvel of it all. Then turning back, she faced the ravine and stepped forward into the darkness of it.
While not completely pitch black, the crevice was certainly dark, as it had to be a good thousand feet to the top of the cliffs. Barely five feet across it was cramped and twisting, with several places of steep drop-offs leading farther down. Checking her GPs was fruitless, as the device wouldn't even power up, like the batteries were dead, even though she had just charged them that morning off the generator at the camp. The compass turned out to be a bust as well, as the needle danced and spun wildly. "Magnetic rocks," she thought aloud, pulling back her hood, as the crevice was quite comfortable, even though the area outside was so cold someone would freeze in a matter of minutes without cover. Her watch was dead too, so she had no idea how long she had been walking when she saw light ahead. She forgot herself as the excitement of discovery took over, and she dashed toward the light, driven by the need to find out what lay ahead of her.
She skidded to a halt on the warm stone as sunlight poured down onto her, making her blink from the darkness she had been in. A completely different climate than the once she had left met her now, balmy and warm, her layered furs were suddenly very oppressive and heavy. Once the shock faded she growled and started shucking the layers off, one by one, leaving her in the normal exploring clothes she preferred to wear.
The sunlight glinted down on Coyotka's brown and white fur as she straightened up again, smiling. Ahead and below here she saw an immense valley, trees, a forest, and there were even birds singing! She laughed and yipped to herself as she gave a happy hop at finding some undiscovered place. Another closer look indicated houses and what looked like a massive temple down a ways into the valley. She checked her gear and headed out with some supplies, leaving the rest hidden in the crevice, along with her furs for the return trip.
Carved stone steps greeted her as she followed the manicured pathway. "Pretty clean for ruins," she mused as she walked down the path, watching for any dangers or loose steps. A screech from her left made her jump and whip out her handgun, but she gasped as a large bird of paradise swooped past her, buffeting her face with it's long, colorful tail feathers. She staggered from the startle and slipped, tumbling down the steps a ways before landing roughly on her backside, the wind leaving her lungs for a moment as she gasped. Recovering as fast as she could she shook her head and was glad she hadn't broken anything. As she stood she noticed it had gone dark suddenly, and she looked up to see a large stone mask glaring at her angrily. She gasped and backed up even more when she saw the mask was worn by a rather large male, covered in heavy scales that could easily have passed for armor plating.
"Gabna! Ru suri tun watha?!" the massive masked man demanded.
She blinked, "Ah... h-hello? English? I'm from... Uh, Outside?" Baffled and astounded to find anyone living here, she was certain she was in trouble.
"Tubran?" the man pointed to the crevice.
She looked and nodded, "Yes, ah... 'Tubran'." She smiled politely and but on her best innocent face; which fell into a fearful look when the man exploded into a flurry of words and angry gestures. She was getting back to her wits when his thick hand crashed into the side of her neck, sending her reeling into blackness as her body slumped to the floor...
Voices clamored around her as Coyotka awoke. She was not as warm as she had been outside, and it was much darker. Blinking she found herself chained to a cold marble wall, heavy metal bars in front of her, and several masked people before her, all covered in the same heavy scales as the massive man, but these were dressed in gown and finery, with gems and rare metal encrusted in their scales. They jabbered on anxiously, some angry, some scared, all gesturing at her. It took her a moment to notice the draft across her, and she realized she was completely naked. They had taken everything! And they hadn't even given her the decency of a loincloth or anything.
"HEY!!" She screamed angrily, making all of them jump and back away in fright, "you better let me out of here! I mean it!"
They all looked at her a moment and then started jabbering more.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!!" she thrashed in futility against her chains, making quite a racket and fuss. She continued shouting at the yapping onlookers angrily, her anger at being treated as a prisoner overshadowing her embarrassment at being stark naked. But a loud, low Gong silenced the group, and Coyotka as a stone door opened and several small girls walked in tossing flowers on the floor. Following them was a female, clad in resplendent gowns of purples and whites, a white jade mask covering her long features as she strode over the strewn flowers, walking right up to the cage.
"I bet you're the one in charge here... get them to LET ME OUT!" Coyotka screamed at her.
The masked head tilted and a soft voice cooed from under it, "There is no need to shout. I can her you just fine, I assure you."
"You speak English?!" Coyotka gasped.
"No. I speak the ancient language, from which all language derives. You simply hear it as your, 'English'." The female nodded slowly and slowly paced in front of the bars, "I am wondering: why are you here?"
"Now hold on! First tell me where 'here' is!" Coyotka growled.
"That is not the way this works, miss. You are an outsider. You answer my questions, and I may see fit to answer yours."
She growled and sighed, "I'm part of an exploration team, and the others abandoned me when they felt the blizzard was too strong to carry on."
"But you continued on regardless?"
"It's what I do," Coyotka shrugged, "I'm an archaeologist... student."
The female turned her masked head and tilted it, "you study ancient things? Well then you are certainly in the proper place to do so."
"Where am I?" She pleaded with the masked female.
"This valley has many names, all of them true. 'Eden', 'Shangri La', along with countless others," the female waved her jeweled hand and the others bowed and left with a decent amount of haste. Once they were gone she waved the same hand and the metal bars slid down into the floor, opening the cell. "Tell me. Are you not afraid?"
"Well, yes... a little," Coyotka blushed as the female stepped closer, the mask moving as she made no effort to hide the fact that she was looking over the chained girl's body.
"Such an interesting creature. I've not seen fur on someone for many ages," the masked one mused, reaching her jeweled hand up, and tracing her long crystalline finger claws down Coyotka's neck to her collar, making her shiver.
"Uh... thanks?" she blushed, shivering as her body tried to respond to the caress, but her mind was far to busy to allow it.
"So you have come here... seeking what?"
Coyotka blinked, "Ah... I wasn't really seeking... anything."
The female purred, "Truly? Nothing at all? Not riches, or fame, or eternal youth?"
Coyotka smiled and joked, "No, I wasn't expecting any of that, but if you have any to spare, that would be neat."
The mask laughed musically as she cupped Coyotka's breast in her talons, "Ah, a sense of humor... how endearing."
"Ah, uh... could you like... not touch there?" Coyotka blushed.
The mask tilted and made an amusedly curious sound, "Oh? Does it disturb you?"
"Well, sort of. I mean, we only just met, and I don't even know your name."
Again the mask laughed and the taloned hand gave the supple breast as squeeze and a rub, drawing an unwilling moan from Coyotka's lips, "That is True. I am Rivadhria Sunati Kalurriun Kodomavoriti. Leader and speaker of the Kulumisita."
Coyotka blinked, "W-wow... that's a mouthful."
"You may call me 'highness', 'majesty', even 'mistress' if it suits you," the mask nodded, and Coyotka was certain the face under it was smiling.
"Ah... 'Highness' works for me," she squirmed as the taloned hand caressed and gently pawed at her bosom, "but... uh... your... hand?"
The mask moved as she laughed and switched breasts, "Ah, you'll have to forgive my indulgences... I happen to have a vested interest in understanding you completely."
"Uh... 'Completely'?? Does that mean?"
"Oh yes... very soon, you and I will have a very, very good understanding of each other." The mask had moved close, and a long, forked tongue slid out from under it to flick over Coyotka's ear making her shiver in her chains.
"Ah. W-well, I'm not really... into girls..." she smiled shyly and nodded, twisting in her bonds, "And... it's kind of... bad," she gave a soft moan as a crystal talon grazed her hardening nipple, "if I'm still chained up... the... you know... whole time..."
The mask didn't move or speak, and the hand did not falter in its caresses. Coyotka's blush growing.
"Th-that's... r-rape... you know?"
The mask crooned and the hand slowed to a stop, "Oh, you're mistaken... I have no intention of forcing you to do such a thing... believe me. I'm just admiring you... for now. There are preparations to be made before you are worthy to be in such a situation with me." The taloned hand left Coyotka's breast as the masked female stepped back slowly, "after all... it would be dangerous for the unworthy to share a bed with a god." And she waved her hand again, the bars sliding back up into place as the stone under Coyotka's feet, slid open, leaving her dangling above a pit of darkness.
"What?! Hey! Wait! What are you??" she was cut of by the clank of metal as the chains holding her to the wall loosened a bit, lowering her slowly into the pit. "Stop! Wait! I don't want to die! Let me go!!!"
As she descended down the pit, she saw an eerie blue light below. Getting closer she saw lichen on the walls giving off the glow. Once she was down, she heard an older voice.
"Ah, it has been many decades since someone new was presented."
Coyotka looked for the voice and found an old male, the same race as all the others, hunched over and wearing a blue glowing mask of lichen on his facial scales. The lichen had apparently grown on him, making most of his scales and clothes glow. She barked angrily, "Hey! Let me out!"
"No, no, can't do that. One who is here is for Purification. Mistress would destroy us if we let that one go," the elder chattered and hobbled over to a bulging rock, pushing it into the wall.
"P-purification? Like what? A bath?" Coyotka almost relaxed at the thought, she could have used a bath to ease the pain in her shoulders since her arms were now held up almost completely above her head.
"Haha! It wants a bath. No, not a bath, new one. The Purifier will see to you," he pushed another rock, and the wall behind her growled open, rock sliding against rock as she heard a strange sound. Coyotka kicked her legs to spin herself around a bit and just as she managed a full turn, she saw it. Countless tendrils of a creature that glowed the same color as the lichen swirled and wriggled in the gloom of the chamber.
"You've got to be joking..." she groaned as the angle of the chains spun her back to facing away from the chamber. She though quickly and tried to swing herself to climb back up the chain, but the tendrils seemed to anticipate it and as she swung back down for the second swing, two of them coiled around her ankles, halting her momentum. "Son of a-!" she hissed as more gurgled out, slithering softly through her fur caressing her legs as they climbed up her body. Oddly, they were not slimy, but with a texture more like glass. They seemed to glow from the inside and outside, and moved with strong flexes of unseen muscles. Two more slid up her back and over her shoulders, exploring her. Coyotka squirmed and struggled as they rubbed over her breasts, coiling under to squeeze and cup her bosom as the creature got to know its 'prey'. Another touch got her attention as one of the tendrils had found her slit, nudging curiously against the opening and making her gasp and close her legs.
"d-don't!" she whined but though the creature possessed a sense of touch, it didn't seem to hear or understand her or the cues she was giving, as the tendrils on her legs pulled, spreading her apart enough for the other one to go back to exploring her nethers. Moiré of the lengths were now coiling amidst her hair, running through it like odd fingers and finding her neck and head under her locks. One found and ear and wriggled over it curiously before sticking inside, making her twitch and squirm at the sensation, it didn't push far, but it was enough to be oddly ticklish. As she gasped, another one slipped silently into her partially opened mouth, going very still when she tried to clamp down on it. The whole creature paused, and then the tendrils squeezed slightly, the one in her mouth pushing more if its smoothness past her lips, wiggling against her tongue a bit. Coyotka, for her part, was trying to spit the thing out, but it was far too smooth for her to get a good push with her tongue against. Then something happened she didn't expect. The tendrils suddenly started growing moist. All of them, all at once. The moisture was cool, and had a strangely sweet smell and taste to it, even as the one in her mouth began to 'sweat'. Her struggling slowed and she paused, thinking, "okay, okay... maybe if this thing wants to screw my brains out, if I let it, it should be done all the faster." She sighed and stopped trying to spit the thing out of her mouth, but rather gave a soft little suckle. As if on cue, the skin of the par tin her mouth surrendered more of that oddly sweet flavor, and the other tendrils went back to rubbing the sticky stuff into her skin, though her fur.
The old man chuckled and closed his eyes, leaning back against the wall.
Coyotka looked at him for a moment, but her eyes were closed again as the tendril that had been nudging at her sex found its way past her now coated outer lips, rubbing against the soft pink flesh just inside. She moaned, arching her back as it nudged her clit a few times and then rubbed back, finding another, deeper entrance. With an almost enthusiastic motion the smooth, sticky length slid up into her making her moan around the one in her mouth as the tendrils on her body all squeezed again. "It must feel pleasure," Coyotka thought and she smirked a little, squeezing herself around the invader as it burrowed into her easily, pausing when the tip of it hit against her cervix. That little nudge made her jump a bit and the next nudge she felt made her jump again, another tentacle has come up from the creature and was rubbing itself in the crease of her rump, sliding messily between her cheeks. She was thoroughly coated in the thing's slime now, looking like she'd just gotten out of a bath with how wet she seemed. Another twisting push in her cunny made her moan again, suckling softly on the wriggling mass in her mouth. Her breasts were continually rubbed and squeezed by the pair that had found them first, and then the tendril that had been exploring her ass found her tail hole.
"Here it comes..." she thought and tried to relax, groaning as her tight ring was speared and spread by the squirming appendage. Stuffed in all three holes, all the poor girl could do was moan and squirm as the creature kept up its attentions. Coyotka panted through her nose as the heat of her body climbed higher, the tension of an orgasm building in her loins as the thing fucked her holes eagerly, pumping, twisting, wiggling inside her as she twitched and moaned. Her pleasure was almost interrupted when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, knowing the creature had forced itself past her cervix. The pleasure returned quickly as it kept going, the odd sensation of the tendril worming about inside her deepest places giving rise to new layers of blissful tension as she gripped the chains that were only partially holding her up. With a muffled scream of delight, she came, shuddering and clenching on the creature's lengths, almost biting the one in her mouth as she rode out the waves of intense pleasure that left her legs coated in not just the creature's slime, but her own nectars as well.
Then something happened she didn't expect. The tendrils all swelled ominously and from a hidden opening in the tips, they unleashed a veritable torrent of a sweet syrupy liquid. The stuff was slightly thicker than water, but not much. Endless amounts of it filled her, Almost to the point of discomfort. And then the manacles on her wrists came loose, and the creature set her on the ground. Several more tendrils came up and just like the ones inside her they let loose in spraying her from ear tips to toes in the stuff. Being able to see it outside her, it had that same glow of the lichen, so she was now coated in blue glowing stuff. Without much ceremony, the tentacles in her pulled out after filling her to nearly-swelling. Her cunny gushed out the excess gunk, relaxing back to normal her stomach and bowels heaved. Coyotka retched, and brought up what felt like a gallon of the goop. Her backside ached as she couldn't manage to contain it, her tail hole erupting with a weird feeling as her bowels evacuated the blue goop. She panted and collapsed, drained and exhausted.
The old man stepped over and nodded, "Purified, now, you are." He smiled and motioned for her to come along, "this way, you come."
"Ugh..." Coyotka groaned and wobbled to her feet, dripping blue as she plodded after the hobbling old man, not making much better in her pace.
The old man pushed a heavy ornate door open, point her inside, "See attendants, they fix you up!" he laughed and gave her sloppy rear as swat, making her gasp and glare as he closed the door behind her. She looked back and saw four masked females all wearing next to nothing, but all of them wore that same jade-like mask she had seen everyone else wearing. She blinked and blushed a bit as they all bowed and one beckoned her over, the other three brandishing fluffy towels and combs. Coyotka sat on the towel-covered stool and blushed, gasping as the other three started to rub her down, wiping off all the blue goop, combing it from her fur and hair and giving her a through cleaning and styling. Her hair was put up into a high pony tailed braid, not her style, but she didn't get much say in the matter, as when she had tried to protest, one of the put a finger to her lips, indicating silence. She stayed quiet and then another came up, carrying what looked like some kind of bug. Coyotka watched in worry as she stepped behind her. Another one gently but firmly head her face, keeping her head forward as the one with the bug got WAY too close. Coyotka lashed out with a foot as she felt something grab the back of her head, and she sent the attendants sprawling, clutching at the off beetle-thing that was gripping the back of her skull.
"Get it off!! Get it off!!" she wailed, but a chirping sound in her ear made her pause, and then something... rather gross happened. Some sort of thick gunk was shot over her face, she barely had time to close her eyes before the stuff covered her face, nose, mouth, ears, eyes, all covered. She held her breath a bit, but failed. Breathing out she found her nose and mouth clear of obstacle, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself staring out eyeholes. She was turned to face a mirror, and what she saw startled her, an ornate green jade mask now covered the top of her face, all the way to just before her ears, with her hair spilling over the top of it. The bug as removed from the back of her skull and her hair was unbraided and set down. She reached up and touched the mask. It was hard, and solid, and the carvings and designs on it gave her a strangely alluring appearance.
"Wow... okay... that wasn't as bad as I'd thought," she mused, being ushered over to a closet. The attendants opened it and the other two pulled various articled of clothing out, more or less dressing Coyotka for her. A pair of silken green underwear was pulled up her legs, followed by at least three layers of white and green robes that trailed about her feet, covering her body, barely. Her shoulders and legs were exposed, the front of the robes before her legs leaving nothing to the imagination as even those cute panties could be seen. She looked at the attendants who all bowed and motioned to a door. Coyotka bowed back and then shuffled to the door, pushing it open carefully.
A Familiar voice greeted her, "yes, yes, no need to be shy, come in."
Coyotka gasped and pushed the door open, stalking over, "you! You could have warned me!"
The lavender masked female shrugged, her robes now much simpler as she lay across a large silken bed, "perhaps, but then you would have expected it, yes?" she laughed lightly and patted the bed, "come and sit with me."
Coyotka glared, but found herself moving anyway, as she sat the female curled closer, looking up at her, "Look at you. You make a fine Kulumistia."
Coyotka blinked, "wait... you mean... I'm supposed to be one of the people here?"
"Well of course! You're going to be staying here, my dear," the female laughed and nodded, petting Coyotka's leg.
"I can't stay! I have to get home to my family and my classes!"
The female blinked and tilted her head, "Oh, I'm afraid that's quite impossible."
"What do you mean...?" Coyotka growled.
The female slid off the bed and stood, her jewel scales sparkling as she moved, "come with me, and I will show you."
Coyotka followed, glaring daggers as the female led her through a long hallway to a garden. Scattered among the garden were crystal statues, all of them various species and genders, all of them in running poses, and all of them wearing a jade mask. Coyotka mumbled, "And these are...?"
"Ones who have tried to escape." The female sighed sadly, "You see, there is a spell placed on all those who enter here. To keep the secrets here away from the world, any who leave become as you see here.
Coyotka gasped and turned to run, but found the female standing before the door, hands out to stop her.
"Please! Do not flee, you will only meet that same fate, and I could not bear the thought of that."
"Then let me go!" Coyotka hissed, "If you're as powerful as you say, then you can lift that spell and let me go!"
The female lowered her head, "I cannot... you could find your way here again, and bring others who would steal the secrets of this place."
"I don't want to come back! Since if been here, I've been knocked out, chained up, raped by some kind of monster, and now you're telling me I can't leave or I'll die?! What the hell kind of paradise is this?!"
The female sighed and nodded, "I apologize... but you are intelligent, beautiful, and spirited! The people here... they fear me, and bow and obey every little wish I make..."
Coyotka blinked.
"I thought... you would stay... and be my friend. Someone who I can talk with as an equal," the female turned away a bit.
Coyotka blinked, "you... you're lonely?"
"Ever so much so," the female nodded.
Coyotka sighed, "Look, I wish I could be your friend... but I have a life and family outside that need me." She nodded and reached up, pulling the mask off her face, smiling softly to the female, "This is who I am. I can't hide it with a mask, or deny it."
The female gasped and pulled the door open, "Inside quickly!"
Coyotka blinked at the fear in the other woman's voice.
"Hurry!!"
She shrugged and stepped inside as the female slammed the door and gasped, "You have no idea how dangerous what was."
"What?"
"Your mask," she whispered. "They aren't for decoration or vanity. They protect us from the Light of apathy."
Coyotka blinked.
"The light of apathy is the light you saw when you first came here. It has to adjust to affect a newcomer, which is why Kumulan knocked you out. If you aren't conscious, it can't affect you."
"What does it do?"
"Exactly as it sounds. The light will actually rob a being of all conscious thought, rendering them little more than an empty shell." The female sighed, "Why do you think we have no windows?"
Coyotka blinked, and noticed that there were no windows at all, the light came from globes in the ceiling, "Well then, why don't you leave?"
"Because of the Water of Creation. Someone has to guard it."
"More of these Secrets?" Coyotka sighed, sitting on the bed, and setting the mask down.
"Yes." The female sat next to her, picking up the mask and caressing it softly, "you've already felt the Water. You were purified with it, actually."
"Wait, that thing? That blue stuff?"
The female nodded, "the water has the gift if eternity in it. But it must be taken on a regular basis. With what you were given, you will live a great deal longer than those you may know. But without taking it again, you will eventually pass away."
Coyotka gasped. Somehow she'd stumbled on the secret of eternal life?! She shook her head to clear her daydreaming and nodded, "Okay, I can accept that... is there ANY way for me to go home?"
The female shook her head, "Only those who have been stricken by the Light can pass through the spell unaffected, but their mind is lost, so they do not survive outside."
Coyotka sighed and thought... but the female's hands touched her leg, "do not dwell on such things, please. I would wish only for you to be happy here."
She sighed and looked down, "But Coyotek... Geno... my friends... they'll worry."
"And does the worry of those who you have met here not concern you?" She female reached up, and with a slight 'crunch', her own mask came loose and off, revealing her face to Coyotka.
"You..." Coyotka blinked, looking at the amethyst eyes and crystalline facial scales.
"I doubt you remember my name... but I would very much like you to call me 'Riva'," she smiled softly, "And if you wouldn't mind... I would like to know your name, too... as in my excitement earlier... I forgot to ask."
Coyotka blushed a little, "Ah... it's... Coyotka."
The female gasped and smiled, "Goodness, such a magnificent name."
"Ah, it's kind of common, really," Coyotka blushed and rubbed the back of her head.
"No, no... In the ancient languages, one of the meanings of your name is 'Lover of Infinite Wisdom'."
Coyotka blinked and peered at Riva, "you're making that up."
"I am not!" Riva laughed, "Of course, it can mean two different things too."
"Such as?" Coyotka blinked.
Riva smiled and nodded, "Well, the common meaning is that you are someone who loves to learn and discover everything about the world."
"That sounds about right," Coyotka laughed.
Riva leaned closed, pressing her lips against Coyotka's neck as she spoke softly, "the other meaning is that you are one who knows how to bring pleasure to anyone you meet, and your understanding of intimacy knows no boundaries."
"Er... I don't think... that's..." Coyotka blushed and giggled, leaning back a bit, but Riva followed her. The silk sheets slipped and Coyotka was on her back, with the crystalline female above her, smiling.
"It has been an eternity since another has ever been willing to touch me... please... would you have me continue to suffer?"
Coyotka groaned and lowered her ears, a surge of guilt welling within her, "but... I'm not... really... into girls..." she mumbled, adding, "I mean, there were those times with Geno... but she's just well... y-yeah..."
"Please?" Riva nuzzles, her crystalline talons deftly working the ties for Coyotka's robe.
"But... you... I..." Coyotka's mind reeled, first that creature, and now this woman?
"Please..." Riva gently pulled the robe open and her soft lips kissed down Coyotka's neck and collar, nuzzling between the prone woman's breasts as she paws at her soft fur with her gentle talons.
"R-Riva... c'mon...." Coyotka pleaded, still resisting the sensations her body was getting.
The scaled female didn't stop, smiling softly as she cooed, "I can tell you're not really uncomfortable... look." She flicked her long forked tongue over Coyotka's hardened nipple, smirking.
"Th-that's not..." Coyotka blushed and squirmed, "I don't want..."
"Yes you do..." Riva corrected her, scooting down a bit more and pulling the green panties down, dragging her soft tongue over Coyotka's folds, "you're already so warm and delicious..."
Coyotka squirmed and tried to close her legs down, but her impassioned assailant was already placed between them, her soft lips kissing at the delicate folds as Coyotka writhed and struggled, reaching down to push at Riva's head to stop her, "Th-that's okay... you really don't, ah!!"
Riva would not be deterred, pushing her tongue into Coyotka's tunnel as she pawed at the prone girl's breast, tasting her sweetness, "Mmm... nnnmm..."
"Ah!" Coyotka gasped and struggled more, but found her strength waning as the pleasurable sensations built.
"See?" Riva cooed from between Coyotka's legs, "you do want this... just as much as I do..." she stood and shuffled off her own robes, her pearlescent belly skin covering all the way down over her hairless slit, and along her inner thighs too. Hard crystalline scales plated her back and outer surfaces, her shoulders, upper arms, all around her forearms, the backs of her hands, her lower legs and the top of her head and back of her neck. From between the scales on her head, her hair grew out in long violet locks that cascaded down her back freely. She crawled back up onto the bed and carefully positioned herself over the panting, dazed Coyotka, smiling at her, "we have much to learn about each other... we should start here..." she purred as her hips lowered, scissored with Coyotka's legs as their sexes touched, making both females gasp, "See? So warm you are..." Riva purred as she wiggled her hips, her petals parting and spreading Coyotka's until their lower lips were locked in a passionate kiss that seemed to have no end.
"Ahh... b-but..." Coyotka tried to complain through her moans as she was gently pinned down, but Riva silences her with a tongue-heavy kiss, their hips grinding tog ether as pussy pressed against pussy, wetly rubbing as the passion built and layered.
Riva moaned hotly as her shifter her angle, grinding her nub against' Coyotka's gingerly, the direct stimulation making them both shudder and gasp. Coyotka's mind had given up fighting, the pleasure too intense for her to deny any longer as she rocked her his back against Riva's.
Riva arched her back and let Coyotka's wrists go, putting her paws next to Coyotka's torso instead, one paw grasping a breast and kneading softly as the pair rocked and moaned, working their we sexes together to reach that wonderful release both now craved.
Coyotka's hands came up and touched the breasts that hung above her, her head lifting slightly to lick at a pale, pert nipple as Riva's delighted gasp made her smile. On and on they writhed and squirmed, through one orgasm into the next. After the second release they changed positions, with Riva's hips above Coyotka's head, the scaled one's tongue delving deep into her new lover's cunny, tasting ever inch of her, while Coyotka lapped at Riva's folds, timidly tasting her at first, but then with more vigor and eagerness as the passion rose again.
Hours passed before the pair finally exhausted themselves. Lying snuggled against each other in the bed. Coyotka tried to think about her future, but the need for sleep was far too great, and she drifted off after a while.
She awoke to the smells of cooked foods, and sat up in the sheet, her mask next to her head, and Riva nowhere in sight. Next to the bed was a tray of hot meats and drinks of various types, none she could identify right away. A little note was penned in what seemed to be Sanskrit. The differences were notable, as it took Coyotka another hour longer to translate it than it would have if it was just Sanskrit.
"My dear Coyotka, I have a council meeting to oversee, and a blessing of birth to perform this morning. Please enjoy this breakfast, and know that you are free to explore the valley. I pray you will not try to leave. But you are not to be controlled, and I am sorry of I ever gave the impression I was going to try. Please if you go out, remember your mask. And I hope to see you soon. Thank you for last night, and have a wondrous day."
Coyotka sighed and nodded, "Guess I should get to know this place..." she ate, got dressed in a much less revealing robe, put her mask on, and headed out into the city...