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Of course Misty had to investigate the hidden passage shi found while poking around on hir own. Most of the group had apparently decided to conveniently excuse themselves from the situation, or maybe they had simply been snapped up by some evil monster in the shadows. The mare didn’t let that thought get to hir. Shi was bigger, strong, and better trained than most of the other party members. If there was treasure to be had, shi fully intended to stuff hir own pockets before sharing it around, and shi might just have come across the perfect opportunity.

Though hir experience and training was entirely focused on using those swords shi kept at hir wide hips, shi knew a magic sigil when shi saw one. It caught hir perceptive eye in the corner of a run down, abandoned library or archival building, strewn with forgotten, moulding books. Touching it wasn’t necessarily the best idea. Yet shi snorted at the idea of backing down. Laying hir hands all over that subtly marked stone amid the others made a gap in the nearby wall slide open smoothly. A quick glance back to see if anyone else had noticed the sound of stone on stone and Misty was sure shi was alone. There was nothing to do but follow the secret staircase to see what shi could plunder.

Hir hooves weren’t the subtlest thing in the world. Nor was the persistent clank of the light, flexible plate shi kept over her juicy bust. Misty still swore by the protectiveness of hir outfit. It may have been little more than a one-piece swimsuit at first glance, showing off so very much of hir smooth, shiny skin, but it was solid where it counted. Just like hir. Shi clopped along, listening to hir hooves echoing down the surprisingly long staircase. It occurred to hir that it might have been some of those illusionary, infinite steps, but hir worries evaporated when shi finally reached the bottom.

The chamber that shi discovered there wasn’t quite the treasure room shi was hoping for. It looked more like a place meant for a meeting, with a dozen or so chairs arranged around a circular table covered in various maps and diagrams. Those certainly caught hir eye. They weren’t nearly as ancient as the archives above. The ink was hardly dry on a few of them. Looking closely, shi found herself privy to the secret entrances of several major structures in the city above, including the barracks, the jail, and the central palace itself. Someone was planning something, deep beneath the city where their secret plot was surely never to be discovered, until a treasure-seeking horse just stomped hir way right in to read them over hirself.

It was impossible to keep hirself from soaking it all in. That knowledge was power, a treasure of its own, and maybe shi could even snatch a few of those scrolls for hirself to sell to the highest bidder. That certainly wouldn’t have been the most scrupulous thing shi had ever done, but not the least either. Besides, whoever’s plot shi was disturbing didn’t exactly seem the savoury sort, hiding in such a place. Shi just had to hope the secret conspirators were nowhere nearby. Or that they didn’t have some sort of teleporting -

[i]CRRRRRACK[/i]

The flash and the sound of thunder left Misty recoiling, shielding hir eyes from the light that left a significant afterimage on hir vision. Hir ears were ringing from that sudden indoor bolt. It came not from a cloud, but from the crackling energies of the figure who had so suddenly made hirself known. Misty blinked away the afterimages of that flash just in time to get the full impression of the naked eel standing before hir. Violet-shaded sparks danced all over the eel’s naked body, adding further shine to her toothy grin.

With her completely on display like that, naked down to the sleek curves, Misty found hirself staring. Such a sight that eel was. She was exotic all on her own, but she added to that with her heavy breasts, her broad hips, and her cute paunch. Most of Misty’s attention went to the twins. A pair of perfectly matched purple cocks stood up tall above a pair of hefty nuts. A bolt of power climbed and descended the space between them with every throb. Either the bearer of those shafts had been instantly aroused by laying eyes on Misty, or she had been in the middle of something before the mare’s intrusion set off some sort of alarm.

Shi was so focused on the flashy appearance of the one in front of hir that Misty hardly noticed the other. The oryx appeared in a puff of purple-red smoke, slipping up behind the stunned horse to lay a hand on hir shoulder. Hir voice came warmly, if sternly.

“An intruder, is it? That’s the last thing we expected in a place like this. I’d guess you stumbled here purely by mistake. What do you say, Elysia?”

The smell of magic was in the air. The eel didn’t even bother to walk when she could blink over to Misty for a better look. Leaning in close enough made the mare’s skin tingle and hir hair start standing up all on its own. Elysia licked her lips, took a breath, and gave an eager nod.

“Intruder, yes, definitely. Whether a troublemaker or simply unlucky or not, that remains to be seen. Shall we introduce ourselves, Dairinn?”

“Sounds like we already have, if our guest has been listening.”

“Good point. Then all that remains is for you to give us a name, oh interloping mare.”

Misty had been fairly still as they surrounded her. Shi could feel the power emanating off of them. Dairinn released hir shoulder and stepped back to give hir a better look. That tall, lean herbivore was every bit as turned on as the eel. A stiff, shiny black cock much like Misty’s own stood tall and solid. It didn’t slump in the slightest despite Dairinn’s demeanour. She stood where she was, fingers slowly playing through the air, manipulating energies that Misty couldn’t see, but shi could certainly feel. There was a good reason shi hadn’t gone for hir swords yet, despite the obvious danger. One good spell would have ended it all.

“That seems the polite thing to do.” Shi remained on hir guard, eyes shifting from one to the other, but shi didn’t want to be rude. “Name’s Misty. Nothing more than a travelling adventurer, lured in by the promise of treasure, like plenty before me I’m sure.”

Dairinn wore an amused expression. “And how’s that working out for you?”

“Well, most of the party’s disappeared and I suspect they’ve fallen victim to one terrible fate or another.” Shi paused, fingers twitching slightly closer to the hilt of hir weapon. “How about me? Am I about to have a bad time?”

Elysia flashed those shark-like chompers. “Afraid it shall be so. We can’t just let you turn around and go after all you may have seen. No matter how many promises of ignorance you are sure to offer. Give yourself some credit!”

Misty’s fingers twitched a little more. Shi smiled back, softly. “I figured. Better to get on with it, then.”

Shi got as far as unsheathing hir sword before the first spell hit hir. Dairinn had been watching her closely the entire time. A bright light filled the room when that burst of force knocked the mare back and disarmed hir all at once. Misty reached for hir clattering weapon, only to take a bolt in the chest, straight from the eel’s fingertips. The shock spread all through hir skimpy armour and left her stunned, immobilized, staring ahead at the two powerful spellcasters who seemed to have already defeated hir.

It couldn’t be so simple. Misty wasn’t going to let hir adventures end without a good fight. Mustering up all hir willpower, shi broke free from the aftereffects of the spell, lunging forward so fiercely that hir loosened armour dropped away from hir body in the process, exposing the sleek shine of her smooth hide, lightly layered with the perspiration of the day’s adventuring. Shi did hir best not to trip over it in the process of making a barehanded attack. The oryx seemed the less physically imposing of the two. If shi could land just one good blow, maybe shi could throw off that older woman’s concentration.

Maybe that would have worked, maybe not. Misty could get a lot of force behind hir fist when shi had the momentum of hir powerful legs on hir side. The horse swore that haymaker was going to land before Dairinn could get another spell off, but instead her fist made contact with an invisible ward that immediately halted the mare mid-swing and sent her soaring back once more. Shi tumbled and crashed into the pile of hir discarded armour, knocking over a chair in the process.

Prone and distant from hir targets once more, Misty was entirely vulnerable to whatever their followup might have been. Shi took a moment to shake her head before jumping to hir hooves, ready to dodge. Instead, she found herself simply watching them almost idling. Each of them had their own dance of sorts. Elysia’s tail swayed with the rest of her, wrapping around herself as she groped through the air, weaving mystical energies with her fingertips as if simply plucking them out of the air around her with ease. Dairinn was much more rigid, keeping her motions careful and controlled, like that of an experienced dancer who had mastered her choreography.

Misty didn’t need to be a magical expert to identify such styles. The sleek eel was a sorceress, and the elegant old oryx was a wizard. Whether it was from mastering her birthright or years of intense study, each of them brought power beyond anything Misty could deal with. Shi didn’t want to fight, but shi didn’t want to surrender either. And the more shi watched them, naked bodies illuminated by the runes that appeared on their skin, hard cocks never softening despite the conflict at hand, the more excited shi got too. Instead of mounting another attack, shi allowed hirself to admire them from afar, doing hir best to give them both equal attention with that sultry look of hers.

It almost always worked. Back above on the surface, shi hard earned hir share of generous tips with hir dances. Maybe they could all work something out with a little effort. Elysia looked to Dairinn, who glanced back, and they slowly nodded together. The oryx spoke up.

“You understand, of course, that we still cannot let you go. But perhaps we might negotiate some sort of exchange for our mercy.”

“Understandable.” Misty gave a smirk. Hir cock was already dropping from its sheath, already filling out to an impressive size to rival Dairinn’s own. “I’m about ready to negotiate.”

Shi couldn’t help but notice that they never fully dropped their wards and spells. That was fair. Shi was still a powerful warrior, even naked, disarmed, and horny. Though shi really wasn’t even thinking about pulling a fast one on them when they got closer. Misty longed to feel their touch on hir skin. They were each a little shorter than hir, but they did such a fine job of surrounding hir with just the two of them. Elysia brought her tail around the mare’s legs to help hold hir in place for some exploratory gropes. Every single touch was tingly, until Misty simply couldn’t help moaning out loud.

What shi didn’t expect was for Dairinn to be every bit as good with her hands. And surprisingly strong, too. The oryx got behind hir, pressing her hands deep into the mare’s strong back. She knew exactly where to touch, exactly where to apply maximum force for as much pleasure as possible. It was an aggressive massage, but that was what made it so effective. When she rubbed down near Misty’s hips, kneading that spot right above the curve of the mare’s round, shiny backside, the horse found herself going from soft to mostly erect in a matter of seconds. That was worth more than a moan, bringing a whinny out of Misty that was a little embarrassing, but got hir point across.

“Oooh ... guess it’s not exaggerating to say you have magic fingers,” shi muttered.

The oryx gently chuckled. “Perhaps. But that was all natural. Nothing more than knowing where to touch.”

With that, she began to walk her fingers up along Misty’s spine. The mare had gone ahead and assumed shi was going to be the one doing the fucking, given shi was the biggest in the room, but the higher Dairinn touched, the more Misty found hirself naturally bending over for the older woman. A few grey hairs wasn’t going to slow that wizard down. The oryx soon had her shaft pressing up against the horse’s lower back, slowly grinding, smearing a generous amount of precum all over that smooth skin. She was far from subtle, thrusting, humping, bringing Misty closer and closer to offering hirself up entirely to the great, gorgeous herbivore. It was rare shi got to take a dick every bit as impressive as hir own.

Going down meant sliding hir features down Elysia’s front side, smoothly gliding on that slick skin. Misty couldn’t help a lick or two, slathering the eel’s cleavage, then her belly with hir thick tongue. Eventually, shi found hirself bent over entirely, with the oryx tightly clutching hir hips, and the eel gripping her by the hair. Such a position was perfect for getting an even better look at those twinned cocks Elysia was sporting. They extended from a slit, already pre-lubricated and dripping, pulsing above a pair of nuts that was already jumping and clenching with the urge to dump that tingly load somewhere. A few sniffs to sample them, and Misty soon immersed hirself in blackberry-tinged musk to start slurping them like they were the most succulent things shi had ever seen.

Dairinn wasn’t going to wait for hir to get situated before she took her prize. The oryx gripped those fine asscheeks tight, pressing her fingertips in deep, really getting a snort from the mare. Misty approved of every touch, right down to the prod of that blunt, flared tip against hir folds. Dairinn took a bit of time to slip and slide along the wet lips of Misty’s juicy marecunt. Shi was already winking. Good, hard flexes of arousal were as welcoming as shi could be, and the oryx took that invitation with a firm, well-aimed thrust forth that spread that pussy right around her flaring, swelling cock.

Pressing deeper and deeper, grinding, rolling her hips in nimble motions, Dairinn demonstrated her expertise in pleasure-giving and taking alike. She had the experience, and she had the [i]cock[/i]. Misty’s eyes were fluttering. The mare struggled not to just clamp down and cum right that very second. Instead, shi focused her efforts on making an absolute mess of Elysia’s twin dicks between gasps and groans of pleasure. Shi licked until that simply wasn’t an option anymore and shi felt the need to get hir lips around them both at once as quickly as shi possibly could.

It wasn’t an immediate success. Those cocks were slippery. Misty kept trying until shi got them lined up just right. With hir hands braced on Elysia’s hips, trying not to lose her grip, shi went down on those twins until she felt them bottom out at the back of her throat. That gave hir slight pause. Dairinn certainly didn’t give her a rest, though. The oryx was thrusting, fucking that cunt until it was sloppy, leaving juices streaming down Misty’s thighs with every stroke. The force pressed the mare’s lips even closer to kissing against the eel’s crotch, leaving hir immersed in that taste and scent, swallowing down alternating spurts, and feeling herself energized with every gulp shi gave around those flexible dicks.

With a little time to adjust, they fit just right. Once they were curved to the precise angle of Misty’s throat, the mare soon found shi could swallow them all the way down as far as shi liked. Bobbing, suckling, and always gulping hard, shi soon found hirself perfectly spitroasted between the two powerful spellcasters, leaking a hefty dose of juices all over their floor. Whether it was the mess getting squeezed from hir squelching sex with every flared thrust inside hir, or the steady spurting of her orgasm-thick precum splashing all over their floor, shi made an absolute mess of their planning room. Whatever their plot actually was, for evil or for good, shi really didn’t care anymore when shi was getting dicked that well.

At least shi managed to stay on hir hooves once they really got going with hir. They were holding hir tight, but shi supported hir weight hirself, letting hir bust swing back and forth with their alternating, and then synchronized thrusts. It didn’t take them long to find their rhythm, coordinating to pound that mare just as hard from both ends at once, bulging hir throat with eel dicks and hir belly with the outline of a zebra-like oryx cock pushing as deep inside hir as possible. Soon the [i]schlick[/i] of ultra sloppy sex, of the two of them picking up where they left off before shi interrupted their fun came with a stunning, numbing [i]SLAP[/i] of two pairs of exquisitely juicy nuts plapping hir from both sides.

The pair nestled against hir pussy soon glistened with all the juices Dairinn was milking out, and Elysia’s weighty set of balls left Misty drenched from lower lip to cleavage in a thick coating of those lubricating eel juices. Shi absolutely loved the way that light slime felt on hir skin, shi had to admit. It motivated hir to keep sucking, to use hir thick lips and broad tongue to its fullest to pleasure the eel’s pumping shafts. Licking in between them always gave hir tongue such a shock, but the resulting tingles were so delightful shi kept going to the point of numbness. Being unable to speak for a while was worth the unique delight of slurping up the inner electricity from a horny eel.

When they really got going with hir, Misty found herself struggling to stay on hir hooves. They fucked hir until shi was nicely spitroasted, ready to be turned over, dripping with their juices and no small amount of sweat. Shi knew shi was getting close by the crackle of energy surging down hir spine. Even just balls deep in hir mouth, Elysia was already manipulating her energies, already sending hir more pleasure than shi could probably handle. To say nothing of what Dairinn was doing to hir. Maybe it was another, more subtle spell from the oryx, or maybe it was just the sensation of that fat, blunt, flared cock pumping in and out of Misty’s winking cunt that set the mare off, without any need for magic.

Shi hoped they didn’t mind hir making a great big mess out of their important-looking room. There was no holding back. Shi had no choice but to cum [i]hard[/i], cock shooting all over the floor with a solid [i]splat[/i] while shi winked her way through a milking orgasm around Dairinn’s dick. The older woman didn’t pause or slow her pace in the slightest despite those mighty clenches. She fucked that mare until Misty had squirted all over her cock, had flexed hir way through most of an orgasm, only to go right back into it as soon as she felt that thick, potent load of cum hit hir womb.

It occurred to hir only then that she was taking it all inside, that she was letting the oryx fill her up, totally bare, until shi was flooded with the horned woman’s cum. If they had even the slightest hint of compatibility, that mare was as good as bred with hir belly all swollen and outright sloshing with the continued motions. Shi didn’t think about it much more than that. What was most important to hir was making sure shi was a good receptacle for those horny mages. That was especially so when Elysia lunged forth and left Misty’s nostrils pressed against that slick crotch just beneath the paunch, utterly smothered in eel and ready to chug down the treat that came bulging up those rigid, twitching twins.

Misty was left to marvel at the alternate bursts of cum pouring down hir throat. First from one cock, then the other, shi found herself constantly drinking down the eel’s hot, tingly jizz. There was still such a delightful bit of stimulation even in her fluids, helping to keep hir quivering and milking Dairinn’s own dick down to the last hot drop. Hir belly was starting to get heavy. Shi was drinking so much cum that it was making hir sleepy, like shi was ready to just curl up for a nice nap as soon as they were done with hir. Closing hir eyes and focusing on the better sensations, shi might have drifted or even passed out briefly if not for the sudden, harsh [i]SMACK[/i] on the ass the oryx gave her.

That got hir squirming again, along with jiggling. Misty's own cock wasn’t remotely soft yet. Shi couldn’t cum anymore, at least not yet, but shi kept on throbbing, even dripping as shi worked hir way towards another orgasm. It wasn’t going to be easy to recover with three cocks inside of hir. Shi was oddly relieved when they started to pull out, only to find hirself feeling desperate and deprived when they actually popped free of hir flooded body. After that, shi was left with a still-winking, overflowing cunt and plenty of cum caught in hir throat to cough up until shi could breathe right again. Licking hir lips and slowly swaying hir hips, shi straightened up to regard them once more. Shi was only a little shaky on her hooves.

“Is that all for today, Misty?” Elysia teased with a grin, squeezing her sparking cocks together.

“Mm. Hells no. I’m ready for round two.” The mare made a show of raising hir fists like she was preparing for a brawl. Neither of them reacted much.

“Good. It’s like we told you. We can't simply let you go.” Dairinn squeezed both of Misty’s shoulders from behind, which was both soothing and steadying to an unnatural degree. “And if we’re going to keep you, it’s all the better that we can make good use of you.”

For as confident as Misty felt, all it took was a little push and shi nearly toppled right over. Elysia was there to catch hir. That meant supporting a whole lot of horse, but the eel was up for the task. Though she wasn’t providing much help to keep Misty from collapsing. Everything she’d given so far had been a mere sample of the shocks she could provide. It was one thing to tingle a little, to feel that lightning walking down hir spine. A deeper, more intense zap left hir weak in the knees, bolting hir right down, leaving the crackles rolling through hir very veins. Misty loved it.

Snorting, groaning, and huffing for more, shi soon got hir wish when the eel got down with hir. Elysia met the mare in a kiss so deep that Misty felt as if shi was swallowing the charge directly from the eel’s own body. Shi drank the lightning from that long purple tongue and felt it working to make hir harder than shi had ever been. Hir cock was already a monster, but it could get even bigger, even more rigid, flaring out, veins bulging, balls flexing tighter than ever. Shi rubbed it against the eel’s belly to get a nice coating of slickness all over most of its length. All Elysia would have needed to do was snap her fingers and she could have made Misty cum all night long, or so it felt. Instead she smoothly slipped around to squeeze that big horse from behind, emanating her energy from one body to another, stimulating Misty from the very tips of hir ears down to hir balls, hir clit, and hir prostate most of all.

The latter of the three was where Elysia’s real focus was. Her twin cocks allowed her the flexibility of pressing up against the creamed, drenched, even flooded lips of Misty’s marecunt, but the second pushed a little higher. The eel licked along the horse’s cheek and gave hir a few shark-toothed nibbles on the neck all through the process of smoothly, slickly penetrating that shiny donut under a soft horse tail. She pushed deeper and deeper until there was a nice solid thump of plump eel nuts against Misty’s backside, and then she paused. They took a few moments together to get them both comfortable, snuggled close and kneel-fucking, with the eel hugging the mare from behind, squeezing a little cum from hir cunt with the pressure on hir full belly. Then Elysia demonstrated what she could [i]really[/i] do with that inner power of hers.

The first zap to her pleasure button, buried away inside her, felt more like divine power than sorcery. Shi soared away to heaven and gave a great big neigh, cock already shooting a thick wad of precum to splatter over hir knees and the floor in front of hir. Elysia didn’t just emanate electric energy from every pore. She directed it to precisely where she wanted it, and that meant letting it course down her spine, letting it crackle up the length of hir cocks, and then stimulating Misty’s most sensitive spots without any sort of mercy. The first tingly zap had the mare snorting, and the second, stronger one had hir eyes rolling and her body convulsing on the very edge of orgasm, shocked so strikingly hir sweat was steaming off of her.

Elysia barely even had to fuck the horse to get hir off, but she certainly did. The gliding touch of those well-lubed eel cocks plunging in and out of both hir holes was pleasure enough for Misty to reach an ordinary sort of climax, but the slick-skinned sorceress behind her was taking hir to a whole new level. Hir mind was scrambled and her eyes were blank, losing all sense of where shi was and who shi was with. In terms of ensuring shi wasn’t going to share a thing about the plans shi had accidentally seen, it was highly effective treatment. But Elysia could go so much deeper than that, milking Misty’s prostate directly, tantalizing hir clit, sending hir straight into empty-headed, simple-minded bliss.

All it took was upping the intensity in the slightest to make the mare cum all over hirself and hir surroundings alike. Dairinn stood nearby, idly pushing some of the more important scrolls and parchment out of the way while Misty nickered and even screamed a little. Hir cock erupted, shooting hir spunk straight up, letting it rain down all over hirself and the eel behind hir. Shi sprayed it forth, bucking back into Elysia, bashing hir butt against the eel to bury those twin cocks as deep as possible inside hir. The sorceress clutched hir by a tit and hip, kneading, shocking, filling that pretty horse right up with all the energy hir body could possibly hold. And then a little more.

Just when Misty thought hir orgasm was dying down, just when shi was ready to start panting and gasping for air, shi felt another significant [i]zap[/i]. Elysia wasn’t done. If anything, the eel merely upped the intensity all the more when Misty started running out of cum. From slightly softened, the mare soon found hir cock rigid again, standing up perfectly stiff and erupting in an instant on the eel’s command. Smoke rose from hir nostrils to go along with the steam of hir evaporating sweat while shi jizzed herself stupid all over again. As long as Elysia kept pressing that button, kept grinding it while she fucked that ass and pussy with her shock-bearing cocks, Misty wasn’t going to stop cumming, no matter if shi ached or even cooked.

The more and more shi took, the more shi shook, convulsing as shi was overwhelmed by the stimulating power of the electric spell being cast over hir. Elysia took two big squeezes of the horse’s bust, squishing it down nearly flat and sending bolts through her fingertips to add that much more pleasure. She rolled her hips and fucked that mare full of eel cum, barely pausing in the middle of her climax, just fucking that thick seed right into womb and ass alike. Misty was drooling on hirself, eyes glazed, every single muscle in hir body put to work shaking all over. In the midst of what looked like a violent seizure, hir balls were clenching up so tight shi felt as if they might simply burst with the force of getting milked for every single last drop of horse cum shi could possibly produce.

When shi swore shi was dry, when those continuous zaps were liable to make hir cum hirself into a coma or worse, Elysia finally began to lessen the stimulation. She didn’t stop it just yet. There was still more lightning to share, more tingly shocks to send dancing all over Misty’s body to get those last spurts. They were more and more watery until they were so thin they were as good as air. Misty’s entire body hurt a little after going through all the convulsions that came with riding the lightning. Yet for as much as it felt like shi had strained every single muscle shi had at once, even the soreness in the aftermath felt good in its own way.

Elysia fucked a little longer, slowing her pace, turning her relentless groping into more of a massage. She let a little more of her energy discharge into that vessel that was Misty, and kept her hips moving, plapping that fine ass from behind until she bottomed out to drain her own balls inside both holes. For everything she’d milked out of the mare, for the massive mess she’d forced Misty to make, her own orgasm was comparatively modest, but still a thick, potent climax to that pleasure-torture she’d so generously provided. She filled the horse right up with thick, slightly tingly spunk, adding to the load sloshing within hir womb or shooting straight up into hir belly as if to join everything Elysia had poured down Misty’s throat.

When she was done, she gave a dreamy sigh and slowly loosened her grip on the mare in her clutches. Not before one last stroke to admire all those curves, smoothing over them with her palms, pressing into the softest parts of Misty’s body with her fingertips. A juicy [i]schlop[/i] of her shafts slipping free of those overstimulated holes, and she finally released her grip - only to give a lunge and catch that poor horse before shi fell flat on her face. There simply was nothing left in Misty’s mind, no trace of thoughts or strength. Shi could barely even see, much less hold herself up after cumming a week’s worth of orgasms all at once.

Thankfully, the sorceress was kind enough to help hir ease down and turn over, sprawled out on her back, limbs stretched out straight, splayed, on offer for further use. There was nothing Misty could have done about it. Shi rested in a pool that was mostly of her own making, breath shaking, eel and oryx jizz absolutely gushing out of hir. Every now and then hir pussy gave another wink, squirting a jet of mixed spunk over hir thighs. Other than that, shi was unresponsive. It was impossible for hir to consider whether shi was ever going to recover, and hir mind was too drained to worry about it.

Dairinn stepped near, reaching in to nudge the dormant mare with a hoof.

“Hm. I suppose that’s certainly one way to make sure she doesn’t remember what she’s seen. Or anything ever again, for that matter.”

Elysia drummed upon a strong, shiny thigh a few times, rising up to loom over her prize.

“Ah, she will recover. There may be gaps in memory for some time, but those return eventually, in my experience.”

“Your experience with those you don’t devour afterwards, of course.” Dairinn gave her a quietly amused look, to which Elysia could only grin.

“Of course. Now - this interloper. Whatever shall we do with hir?”

“Give me a moment to decide. I’m sure it will come to me.”

“I leave it in your capable hands. You always have such excellent, if depraved ideas. A bad influence on me, truly!”

Elysia gave a hearty laugh, one Dairinn reflected in more subdued fashion. If Misty could have seen the sharkish grin the eel was wearing, shi might have feared for hir own fate, but shi couldn’t discern anything beyond the faintly yellow silhouette of the sorceress, and the painted palette of the oryx looming over, pondering, examining, and then nodding to herself. Dairinn only needed a few seconds to decide precisely what she desired of that helpless, thoughtless, gorgeous mare sprawled helplessly out before her.

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[b]Ending 1[/b]

(Cock vore, soul vore)

The oryx was kind enough not to make Misty get up. Instead, she crouched down and cupped a hand under the mare’s chin, regarding hir from a few angles. There really wasn’t much behind those eyes anymore. Misty was slowly piecing herself back together, but it took time. That was something shi didn’t have anymore. Not when Dairinn was already so intent on what she wanted, kneeling down, delivering that heavy dick to the front of the horse’s face, letting the slick and slathered tip gloss and glass along Misty’s lips until the scent and taste further intoxicated hir.

There might not have been a lot going on in the horse’s overstimulated mind, but shi knew a good, enticing essence when she sampled it. Immediately craving more, shi sniffed, and then shi started licking. Slipping and heavily slopping along the dripping slit, shi lapped up every single drop shi possibly could, until the volume proved overwhelming for hir exhausted self. Misty kept licking anyway, even when shi couldn’t keep up anymore, and Dairinn took advantage of that eagerness to press a little closer, a little more insistently against the mare’s whole face.

Misty didn’t clue into what was going on, and shi probably wouldn’t have had any strength left to deal with it even if shi did. Shi was so caught up taking in the spice of the oryx, drinking her juices, that shi didn’t react much to that cock pushing right over hir entire snout. Shi got her face caught up in the grip of that flexible shaft, and the oryx just kept going. Dairinn’s body may not have been immediately imposing, but there was magic in everything she did. She kept feeding that rattled mare to her dick, even when it meant making a great big bulge underneath the shiny black skin, shaped like Misty’s head, outlining hir stunned features.

Then, a [i]clench[/i]. Dairinn couldn’t help a little snort of her own at the pleasure of kneading down on her prey. Especially prey that was so well-behaved, that accepted hir fate without much more than the squirms that came naturally. Maybe that was just Misty reacting to how good it felt to have all that soft flesh squeezing and gripping around hir face, kneading in deep, further slathering hir in all those fragrant juices. Shi was wearing Dairinn’s mark deep down to hir pores. It soaked into hir as the oryx swallowed more and more of hir. Yet for as potent as it seemed, it was only going to get stronger as Misty’s flared nostrils neared those pumping, clenching balls.

It might have been a bit of dominance, a demonstration of her body’s hidden power if Dairinn stopped there. Instead, she kept going even when she got to Misty’s shoulders and bust. Squeezing in such a broad part of the horse didn’t give her any apparent difficulty. She continued on, humming to herself, giving the occasional huff, remaining entirely composed and amused by the mare’s total submission. A deep, wet squeeze of that chest brought another gasp from the horse, just in time to get even more of that musk in hir senses. It was getting even thicker as Dairinn inched over her prey’s middle, easing towards hir waist, enveloping that cock in her own dripping slit. The urge to simply close hir eyes and pass out was never gone from Misty’s mind, but shi endured to experience it all.

No matter how much Elysia had milked hir, Misty still had to wonder if shi could give just a little more. Shi managed a small trickle when Dairinn swallowed hir down to the waist, then overtook that fine shiny mare rump with her hungry cock. Massaging Misty’s balls in that gulping grip got the horse kicking hir legs a little. The oryx slowly eased back, rising to her own hooves, letting her balls drop all the way to the floor with the weight of all that prey tucked away inside them, bulging, sloshing, slathered, swimming in fresh seed. Misty was drinking Dairinn’s cum without a second thought. It simply seemed natural to scoop it up and swallow it down until shi simply couldn’t hold anymore.

With strength and class alike, Dairinn took the rest of her prey inside while standing solid on her hooves, not losing her balance for an instant no matter how heavy her nuts got. Misty got a thorough slathering all the way down that stiff oryx dick, only to end up completely basted in the sack that stretched around hir and hugged tight to hir every curve. The first clench told hir exactly what shi was dealing with. There was power there beyond any mortal means. Whether it was all an automatic process or Dairinn was purely in control of every single muscular contraction that went into squishing and slushing Misty, the mare knew on some level shi was destined to be a load of nut-packing spunk. It was the only way to be certain shi wouldn’t reveal all those plans shi had accidentally witnessed.

Elysia moved to show surprising deference to the elegant oryx loudly digesting her prey. It was only natural to kneel down before that huge, stiff, dripping cock and worship those stuffed nuts a little. Between flexes, Misty was little more than a faint bulge, a solid shape in the middle of Dairinn’s balls. Yet when that mature woman pumped hard around her prey, she highlighted every single detail, every curve and shape. The eel offered one more little zap to the mare, just to get that churning activity stirring up a little more, but even she was drained. In the absence of all that charge, Elysia was much more subdued, much more relaxed than the grinning, savagely horny beast she’d been minutes ago.

Misty thought at first shi was in for a slow, kneading gurgle into fresh oryx jizz. Dairinn had other plans. She churned hard, squeezing that mare, pumping that sloshing cum into all of Misty’s holes. Surrounded by the rumble and the fleshy squelch of that spunk stirring up and melting hir down, the horse had no choice but to squirm a little. Shi was too horny to hold still. The pressure on hir confined body made hir softer, easier to squeeze, in time. Those walls squeezed in on hir until there was simply no holding together. Misty felt hir shape starting to change, hir body starting to give in and sink down under all that lusty might..

With a steady [i]glurrrrch[/i] of noise, shi squished down flatter and flatter under Elysia’s admiring touches. The eel massaged hir and helped smooth over all of Misty’s details, but Dairinn’s clenching was doing the real work. The oryx’s sack jumped and danced about with the forceful activity, pulsing as she squished and pressed that mare into cream. It didn’t take long for her balls to start expanding, to start swelling and pressing down to the floor even more firmly with the weight of all that fresh seed she was turning Misty into. Plenty of former mare was already trickling down from her tip, raining over the kneeling eel, painting Elysia’s spine in a stream that ran all the way to the base of her thick tail.

Misty managed a few muffled moans while shi was still intact enough to be coherent. It felt too good to remain silent. Her whole body felt so soft, so smooth, so relaxed as shi sank down into the steaming spunk overtaking her. In time, her moans were more and more muffled, transforming into something wetter, something indistinguishable from the [i]glorp[/i] of cum gurgling all around hir. Elysia ran her palms over a silhouette that barely resembled a lovely, busty mare anymore, but even that wasn’t enough to leave Misty completely blank. There was just enough of hir left to feel hir way to the very last [i]GLURCH[/i] of forceful compression all around what remained of hir mortal body, squishing hir softened self down into thick, freshly made load to pack the oryx’s shiny black nuts taut and round, perfectly smooth, glistening with the juices that pumped from Dairinn’s rigidly flexing, predatory cock.

She remained like that, flexing constantly around her prey to get all those last solid details, to smooth everything out and convert Misty entirely into a massive load of jizz. Yet that wasn’t immediately the end of the mare’s story. There was still a faint flicker, a trace of hir life essence that still remained, trapped in the musky confines of Dairinn’s spunk-packed nuts. Elysia knew exactly how to draw it out. She kept kneading, kept massaging those jostling, loudly sloshing balls until she had all that energy in her hands. Misty’s perception was all skewed, but she felt plenty of sensations when shi got hir soul stolen away and directed right into the gripping tip of one of Elysia’s purple cocks to be messily slurped away.

Swallowing a soul was much less gradual than swallowing Misty’s entire body. It was far more malleable, easily made to fit into the confined space that was Elysia’s top cock. There wasn’t much squishing or squeezing involved. It was mostly just sucking, creating a feeling of being dragged away in what remained of Misty’s existence. That soul delved straight down that violet shaft, glowing all the way, adding an extra bit of spark to go with all the rest. Just when Misty thought hirself safe from a pair of churning nuts, shi was packed away in another, tucked tight into the eel’s glistening sack to glimmer there for as long as shi still could.

It wasn’t much longer. All it took was Elysia squeezing her cocks together and getting some ultra-slick strokes going to really start melting Misty away and absorbing all that raw energy. The mare, or what used to be one, didn’t feel like shi was being obliterated so much as shi was simply getting overtaken by the sensations around her, sinking into the eel’s sheer lust until shi was a part of it, until that power and that energy was everything shi could comprehend. Shi stretched across those nuts, imprisoned, assimilated, until it was hir new home. Every jiggle and clench was something shi made that much more intense, sharing in the results right along with the horny eel.

Just like that, and Misty’s mortal form was eradicated in favour of fuelling those two pending orgasms. Dairinn needed both hands to properly pleasure that massive tool, that predatory cock leaking all those juices. She didn’t pay much mind to where she was leaking. For all her composure, even she had to moan when that much cum, when that much former horse was all gurgled down and ready to rush right back out the way she came, in Misty’s new, creamed up form. Elysia wasn’t far behind, squeezing her cocks to make them rub against one another between throbs. All that churned down soul made for [i]such[/i] a thick load of cum, packing her nuts so taut even Misty could feel the tension trembling through them.

One particular spot on the floor became Misty’s resting place when that hulking oryx dick and those twin eel cocks went off nearly all at once. Dairinn let out a surprisingly breathy moan at the height of her orgasm, just when her shaft started bulging and flaring in anticipation of that massive gush that she let loose. It started as one great big [i]SPLOT[/i] and followed in a stream, a constant blast of cum so powerful it even propelled what remained of Misty’s skull right up that whole spire. That clattered to the floor, softened but intact, soon completely buried beneath the torrent of spunk from oryx and eel alike.

Elysia rocked back and forth on her heels and toes, hosing down the area and herself in slightly sparking seed, pouring it all over Misty’s cum-soaked skull. There was still a tiny glimmer of what the mare had been, a clinging piece of her consciousness that ended up splattered all over that grave reminder of who all that jizz used to be. Misty found hirself split between the eel’s tense, pumping balls and the skull that had once been hirs. The villainous pair were still shooting hir out, still gushing their seemingly infinite loads to the very end.

Misty left them panting, even gasping in the aftermath. It was the best orgasm they’d had yet. A trickling, steaming mess of cum slowly spread across the floor, an expanding puddle of pure cream milked from their nuts. Only when some of it began to trickle from Misty’s skull did the mare realize what shi could do. It took some effort but shi managed to make that mouth move, forming words without a tongue or throat, in a spooky tone that echoed from hir bones.

“Mmmm ... gods ... it feels so good to be yours ...”

If they were expecting terror or protest, they weren’t going to get it. Misty’s empty skull made the perfect talisman to collect and place on their shelf along with all their other arcane treasures. Shi felt a little of hirself in Dairinn’s dick, and a little in Elysia’s balls. Every time they rubbed themselves, shi gave them another little moan.

“Hm. As far as silencing you, this wasn’t the most effective method, was it?” Dairinn spoke as she slowly fondled her dick, not fully hard anymore but not softening anymore either.

“At least we’ll know exactly where you are now!” Elysia was getting a little exuberant again, her energy slowly recharging. “And you love that, do you not, miss Misty?”

“Mmmm ... yours ... all yours ...” came Misty’s somehow breathy moan, and that was all shi could think or care about.

Misty’s options were considerably limited, but shi didn’t care. Shi longed for little more than the constant, enduring bliss of being claimed and kept, sharing in the good sensations of hir predators for good. Hir soul wasn’t escaping after getting churned down for their own pleasure. No one was ever going to find hir down there, and they wouldn’t have been able to restore hir anyway. Shi had always been a slut for pleasure. Hir new position, hir new role was the perfect place to soak it in, and to serve hir new owners at every single moment of a much simpler, blissful experience. To hir, it was far from a bad end.

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[b]Ending 2[/b]

(Shockplay, petplay, humiliation)

It was easy for Misty to assume by then that their cocks were the most dangerous parts of them, but their magic was the true threat. They worked together to remind hir of that fact without needing so much as a single word to each other. Maybe it was just a look, or maybe one simply followed the other, but from Misty’s perspective they were working in perfect unison. Their spells instantly enraptured hir, forcing hir to turn over and show them hir cock. Shi was fully in their control, stiff and ready for another milking even if shi absolutely swore shi didn’t have a drop of cum left to offer. There was something else they could take from hir.

They didn’t touch hir themselves, but standing over hir, waving their hands, eyes glowing, it felt like a thousand fingers stroking up and down hir cock at once. Shi was stimulated to the point of insanity, and yet they kept on incanting until shi had no choice but to cum for them all over again. A glowing essence of [i]something[/i] came rushing up hir cock, erupting with a flash of energy that made hir want to shield hir eyes, but shi couldn’t. Instead, shi just kept on shooting that load, that glistening, glimmering energy that came from deep inside hir. The more they took from hir, the hollower shi felt inside.

The pleasure didn’t stop. They rubbed hir and stroked hir with their magic until there was simply nothing left to give. Misty felt hir body empty out. All sensation left hir, and shi fell limp and helpless beneath them, splayed out, faintly twitching. For a time shi thought shi must have been dead, but there was far too much feeling left for that. Shi was floating there, suspended in their magical grasp, removed from hir body, as nothing more than a ghostly soul. The piece of hir that was supposed to float off to the afterlife, or to be revived by a priest somewhere was entirely at their mercy, and neither Dairinn or Elysia had any to give.

There was no need for them to argue or fight over that tempting treat. There was plenty of Misty for both of them. Tugging hir in two directions at once left hir soul sinking into the flared tip of an oryx cock and the topmost crackling eel dick all at once. It was hard to make any sense of what was really happening to hir. Misty didn’t know which part of hir was which, but it didn’t matter. Shi ended up slurped away, deep down into two pairs of nuts, rushing down the dicks of the conspiring mages until hir soul was nothing but some weight in their balls. Of course that got them gurgling and clenching up tight around their respective half of the prize in an instant.

It was impossible to say which of them churned more intensely. Misty felt it all. It wasn’t unpleasant, though it was overwhelming. That soul of hirs, that pristine, perfect thing was already split into two and tucked away in the musky confines of those working balls. Getting kneaded on and squished down into soul-spunk felt like experiencing two orgasms at once, combined, heated, overpowering hir mind with pure pleasure. That soul was all that remained of her consciousness with hir body completely unresponsive but alive below, absorbing the dripping juices leaking from the tips of the cocks that had just swallowed hir down.

One good [i]squeeze[/i] from each of them was all it took to squish hir down and render hir soul into nothing more than a load of cream packing those nuts taut. At least the energy was enough to fill Dairinn and Elysia’s sacks alike. They were bloated with all the seed shi became, but Misty hirself was blank. Surely that couldn’t just be it. There was some trace of Misty somewhere that was defiant, that refused to simply be ended like that. And that part of hir was right. A sudden jolt back to existence and awareness came in the form of hir feeling all the cum shi helped them make splashing all over hir body. It was a hell of an awakening, one that left hir feeling like she was drowning for a moment before shi jolted up and shook hir head in the midst of that double orgasm.

Three jets of fresh spunk, two from Elysia, one extra-thick from Dairinn left Misty soaked down to the skin in their combined musk. It was part of hir at that point. Shi looked up at them, and saw nothing shi didn’t adore, nothing shi didn’t want to worship for as long as they would keep her. A lust-crazed, drooling, depraved mare with only a fragment of hir former soul inside hir was the perfect plaything to keep them busy between meetings. It was all the more intense when Misty realized shi could feel a trace, a ghostly echo of the pleasure the oryx and eel felt when they started stroking.

Just enough of hir soul remained bound to their balls to feel every single clench, every jostle and slosh of all that cum. There was plenty in their cocks too, feeling the thump, the throb, the urgent flexes. It all reflected back at hir to make every single moment of hir new existence all the more intense. Shi was left shuddering just listening to the [i]schlicks[/i] of fingers over messy shafts, feeling every sound, trembling with the inner pulses of their mutual lust for hir body.

“Wasn’t the idea to silence this one? Shi seems louder than ever.”” Elysia was wearing her sharkish grin again.

“Perhaps we might ask if shi wants to leave.,” Dairinn said, softly. She turned her attention to the mare. “Well, do you? Want to leave this all behind now?”

Misty assumed it was something of a trick question. Was hir freedom really on offer, even when shi had the power to ruin it all? It didn’t really matter. The last thing shi wanted was to escape their clutches. There were still so many good things to feel. As far as bad ends went, shi had found an especially good one. Hir first few attempts at communicating left hir just making some odd sounds, but eventually shi remembered how to use hir tongue for more than worship.

“No ma’am.”

The eel laughed. “Such a good horse! I look forward to seeing you dance for us.”

Dairinn gave an especially firm squeeze of her cock, and Misty did the moaning for her. The echoes, the reflections, they felt so damn good shi was almost ready to beg them to stop. Misty was writhing about in the pool of cum beneath hir, drooling, nickering, making an absolute inelegant show of hirself. It was so very near too much already, just experiencing the joys of hir new owners stroking off above them. When Dairinn made a devious suggestion, Misty’s eyes opened wide, intrigued for what was to come.

“Shall we continue where we left off before our interruption?”

Elysia gave a few swings of her thick tail. “I should very much like that.”

They were upon each other in a moment. It was the first time Misty had seen Dairinn move with anything that could be called aggression. More so, it was just a controlled, powerful dominance that saw her bending the bigger eel over one of the many tables, pushing aside whole piles of important papers to make sure there was room to make a mess. Elysia lit up with energy, offering some nice shocks to the oryx who wasn’t swayed from her task. Misty certainly was though.

Shi soaked up the constant throbbing of Elysia’s cocks, and the tingle travelling down Dairinn’s own as the oryx absorbed that energy. It truly was too much by then, and the pleasure was always growing. Mindlessly thrusting in the air, the mare found hirself almost tormented by the dual ecstasy they granted hir. Dairinn mounted the eel and penetrated that fine, plump, slick rump, spreading those shiny cheeks, and pushing deeper to soak up all of Elysia’s inner tingles. She’d clearly done this before. No matter how much of the eel’s electricity she absorbed, it only made her stiffer and more determined to fuck that tight ass all the harder.

Misty was fucking and getting fucked, humping at nothing, dwelling in the pleasure that the keepers of hir soul shared. Every thrust of the oryx’s hips brought hir closer to the edge, but shi wasn’t quite sure the edge of [i]what[/i]. Maybe orgasm, maybe madness. They pushed hir and pushed hir, urging hir along, making hir experience all new depths of ecstasy just by fucking each other nice and hard. The oryx and eel were soon wrapped up in a sloppy, nut-slapping session of mutual desire, pumping into each other for maximum impact, and it all sent Misty teetering on oblivion, on completely breaking into a completely mindless shell. Yet for all the risks of subjecting hir to such intense sensations, shi still managed to hold onto enough of hirself to stay aware, to stay lucid and enjoy every one of those pleasures as much as shi could.

If it was already far too much, Misty didn’t even know how to describe what shi experienced when the eel started making such good use of her tail. Curling it around the oryx while Dairinn kept the pace with a steady, driving fuck, Elysia began to tease. She could use that thing with surprising precision, and she stroked along the back of Dairinn’s balls with it, sending those tingles through the tip, massaging the oryx’s taint, pressing that pleasure button. Misty was more than familiar with what that direct stimulation could do, and Elysia wasn’t stopping there.

Dairinn still didn’t lose her pace despite getting penetrated by the one she was fucking. That tail pressed in until Elysia could curl it to touch on the older woman’s prostate and send her energy directly to that inner button. The oryx finally moaned, finally snorted and huffed in the middle of their session, but she certainly didn’t slow down. If anything, that just energized her to rut harder, to hump that sleek ass until she bottomed out with her nuts nestled against the back of Elysia’s own and flared up to full, bottoming out while the eel milked her.

Misty was briefly certain shi was going to lose hir mind when shi shared in a mutual orgasm from three sources at once. They made hir cum when they hit their peaks all at once. The feeling of hir own cock erupting straight into the air and all over her face and tits mixed well with the rigid thump of Elysia’s twin cocks spurting all over the table beneath her, and those orgasmic flexes of her ass milking Dairinn’s shock-stimulated cock to a massive, belly-bulging orgasm that left the eel bloated and sloshing with the outright gallons of oryx cum shooting inside of her. They moaned together, grinding it all out, squeezing each other in that moment of intimacy while their new pet or perhaps pleasure slave screamed and slipped about in their cum nearby.

Only when they were done, leaving Misty coming down from that peak, finding and piecing hir thoughts and sense of self back together, did they turn back to hir. Dairinn remained where she was a little longer, letting Elysia milk her down to the last few drops, and then slowly let that softened cock slip out of a thoroughly creamed eel ass. Elysia panted and stayed where she was, bent over, comfortable to dwell in the glow that came after such a powerful release. She was sloshing, but not immobile, straightening up once the oryx was out of her to swing around with her belly bouncing, standing over Misty again.

Dairinn reached out a hand, and just like that, Misty was collared and chained, bound by a mystical leash of magical energy that kept hir no higher than hir hands and knees. A tug, and the oryx began to lead hir away, with the broken mare crawling all the way, dripping, drenched, smelling of sex, and yet somehow still craving more. Shi watched those swaying rumps in front of hir as shi went, wishing they’d let hir just worship them a little longer, but shi knew nothing but obedience. Dairinn’s soft voice was a pleasure just to hear by then.

“Going to be our good mare and keep us entertained, whenever we like?”

“Mmm ...”

“Clearly, please.”

“Mmmm ... yes, mistress.” Misty said it almost like a question, testing that word out on the oryx. Shi saw a flash of something in their eyes shi liked. “Mistresses, even.”

Dairinn simply nodded, but her expression was subtly more pleasant. “Good. Let’s find a safe place to keep you. We’ll surely need some company when we’re down here. And even when we’re away, you’ll get to enjoy everything we do.”

One more heft and squeeze of her truly juicy nuts reminded Misty of who shi belonged to. There was no escaping their captivity, and there was no part of hir that wanted to. Shi didn’t waste an ounce of hir slowly replenishing strength pondering escape plans. That would have meant no more getting shocked and milked. Shi was going to be such a good pet, fit and horny, depraved for more, longing for nothing but serving them for as long as they wanted hir. Returning to hir adventuring days was off the table, but hir skills as dancer and slut alike were going to go to such better use as a possession of the shocking sorceress and the cunning wizard alike.