<b><i>Several days earlier…</i></b><br/><br/><i>Aune walked up to Morjana who was getting ready and placed his hands upon her chin to look into her green eyes. </i><br/><br/>“I know you think that you won’t return,” He said with a slight smile, “If I am right --- she will be furious but she won’t destroy you. I do have something that you must take before you leave --- it’s to make you a bit more relaxed for what will most likely prove to be extremely tenuous,”<br/><br/>“You have no idea what the Queen is like,” she said as she diverted her eyes to the ground, fighting off the emotions of both the shame of defeat but also the yearning to stay. Morjana wanted to be claimed but more so, she knew the punishment would be extremely severe.<br/><br/>“ Now --- none of that,” he said as he slid his fingers along the concerned girl’s features before taking the cusp of his hand and opening her lower jaw, dropping a single lozenge of some kind that had the initial taste of extremely sweet honey with the aroma of eucalyptus. “Now --- you just let that dissolve within your pretty mouth like so… and you my fiery haired sorceresses… is ready for your journey,”<br/><br/>“Not even a good bye kiss…” she said looking upon him with the eyes of a defeated sex servant<br/><br/>“No… not this time,” he replied, “You’ve become quite the hungry one haven’t you? I thought our group adventure last night would have been enough for the road and a few more adventures afterwards the way you were attacking me with that incredible vaginal vice of yours,”<br/><br/>Aune then raised his hand with his eyes glowing with purple entrails as the veil was lifted and Morjana could feel her powers returning within her veins. It held a different feeling this time and although she could very well strike upon him with a turbulent aura of fire and wrath, the will to do so was completely voided.<i>Morjana’s sex enslavement ran deep.</i>It used to be quite a sickening idea for her to even think that sorceresses of her caliber could get upon their naked knees and please a male of any race much less become a multiple cock cushion but this was after her very body and its torn open secrets were washed in the seed of multiple lusting rouges.<br/><br/>“Now go my Top Sider dear,” Aune said, “Go --- and give my regards to the Queen,”<br/><br/><br/>***<br/><br/><br/>The call was heard that the next envoy from the Queen was about to arrive as Aune wasn’t all that surprised as to the swiftness the response was going to be from the Queen. Aune would freely admit that it was a disappointment she did not provide herself in this new delegation and from what he had already witnessed; his poor pet Morjana would probably never recover from the effects of the Queen’s brutality. The plan had its long and short moments of doubt and although he did get to see the brutal and carnal effects the Queen imposed upon her, there was an alternative motive afoot. It was a slight-of-hand at the expense of the deliciously red headed sorceress and his hunch proved slightly within the margin of the intended mark for when the saliva of Morjana connected with the Queen’s ever-so voracious cunt, thus exchanged the<i>Prima Noctura D’Phean E’rahand</i>, a slow but gradual burn for lust --- not just gratification though that is how it starts, it is extremely devastating to a male , it also causes its own chemical imbalance and chaos to females as well. The magic enhanced formula that was used would then feed off of the deepest of passions, inflame the deepest of hidden desires, and even cause brief and violent madness. In a more interesting turn of events, when they had brought the hybrid beast into the situation, it would probably also prove interesting to see what terrible side effects if may have upon it as well though that remained un-determined.<br/><br/>Aune could not anticipate whether it hit the envoy herself or that she even delved upon Morjana during their journey. It was most likely that the effects would have finally left Morjana’s system but were extremely virulent during her interlude with the Queen. Aune’s mental binding was cut short when they brought in the large beast as he was not a fan of such proclivities though the exchange between the student and her master was worth its effort. If the envoy brought troops and they also decided to play with their captive, it was also quite possible that they were infected though to what degree, that was also a mystery. The large doors to his greeting hall were slowly parting and the Queen’s exquisite daughter came in with the same power and authority the previous envoy before her ---<i>and an exotic mix of both she was to the most percolating detail. </i><br/><br/>Aune watched as his right eye brow rose a bit with his purple eyes gazing upon Morjana who limped and then was finally released, crying and wallowing upon the floor with the crazed contraptions and devices clawing, pinching, and affixed upon her. Aune was already within a festive mood as there, chained to a small hook placement upon the stone floor, was a different captured pet who was busily bobbing her head in a steady motion, allowing Aune’s cock to push along the bed of her tongue and invade the cavity of her tonsils as the sound of hard sucking and gaging could be heard. Aune had full command of his emotions regardless of the carnal theater that was transpiring, curling his fingers within the nameless slave girl’s rich black hair and using it as a silken handle. It would be too disrespectful to have the girl chocking on his well-endowed mast while talking politics so he tugged upon her hair and watched as his glistening cock slipped from her eager lips. It made a plopping sound as the tip finally exited from her pursed lips and slightly sagged, still behaving jilted that it wasn’t allowed to expend its churning seed as usual. The girl’s expression seemed to be saddened if not dis-satisfied as the chain that was looped in the floor ring was retracting and she was forced to put herself in a fetal position on the floor at the foot of his throne. It was interesting to note that she was at least given a small throw pillow for her head and a thin fur rug as if she was a trained animal of some kind. The hall was large and shaped from rock into a curved dome with a high ceiling where bats could be seen hanging off the rafters. A long vermillion carpet led the way to the foot of the stone base where cut steps gradually arose towards the throne itself as Aune fixed himself, struggling somewhat to put his sex back into his bottom trousers that were made of black leather. The room was rather empty of anyone else but Aune and the Queen’s envoy. In certain cases, some would consider this a fool’s set up as there were no guards nor any sign that there was armed protection at Aune’s beckoning call.<br/><br/>“I believe I did start negotiations down that path and in reality… I did perform my part of the bargain to a point for the good Top Sider Queen had received her precious book --- what you all think you’ll do with it is highly interesting…I will say that,” he began to say, “ More or less --- no game has been played… and quite frankly anyone in their right mind had to have known that plucking a multi-generational book that had been written before any of you Top Siders were cells floating in a human male’s sack or much less when even that very man was born to have cells to push through” as he said chuckling for a few moments, “ Nevertheless – just as you have your procedures to fulfill and as any diplomatic problem needs to be solved, I have my own traditions and laws that I am bound to uphold. I cannot just pluck something out of a random dimension and place it in the hands of incompetent but powerful female sorceresses. I’ve been dealing with Top Siders like you for a long time. I’ve seen versions of your mother come and go and entire kingdoms swallowed by much worse with even more terrible consequences from pro-longed wars, mass devastation, and even the near collapse of our very reality. I wager most of you don’t know any of this as your history’s recorders didn’t want to admit to previous Kingdoms actually working with the Elves instead of attempting to slaughter them. What is worse? Why a subterranean Dark Elf’s five gold pieces into the matter that is what! You get to sit there and listen to me babble, get bored, attempt to use a potent combat spell to either demolish or scramble my ancient brains and then god knows what else --- Hmm? There is no easy way for you Top Siders --- and unfortunately my poor…poor… cousin Dalathian didn’t get that message I suppose, leading the great Ice Elves into subterranean crypts while Dwarves turned them into blind slaves.<i>Yes I know the stories.</i>So --- let us deal with the present shall we? You’ve come to my doorsteps speaking about deals, terms, and negotiations yet whom did you send first to carry this order out?<i>A petulant student of you and your mother’s. </i>This is the reason why we are in the second motion of this fiasco. I don’t need to fear the Top Siders --- the Top Siders need to fear me. My realm is neutral because we choose to be neutral --- and due to our code --- we are going to stay neutral. The Queen wanted something that isn’t hers to take and I know very well of her methods. What you two are speaking as ‘Games’…. I call it my form of…<i>hospitality</i>. Let it be noted that Morjana left on two legs, brought the book intact, as well as remaining unharmed unless you want to count the effects of my other methods though…I imagine the Queen found her well trained tongue more pleasing than she was prepared for…that is probably why she most likely tore away which was a funny act in itself. The pet was an extra prize --- but… as Top Siders usually are… ambition supersedes gratitude and now you are here looking at me. This is a delegation and thus as you put it a negotiation correct? Well that means we need to have a diplomatic dinner you and I --- and dances….and music…and all that sort of thing. Splendid! You can even have the royal guest room if you want…<i>its quite lavish</i>. Probably won’t be to your extravagant tastes but…. Dark Elf Trash can only afford oh so much you know. You won’t be accosted --- maybe followed… but as you can see there are no secret assassin squads lying in wait, no hidden mobs of armed praetorian guards about to spring out, and we aren’t using the Arcane arts at each other, shaking the walls while you attempt to tear me from my elven cock that just slid out of a slave’s mouth. C’mon --- it will be worth the journey. I’ll call it intellectual wonder on my part. You can delve in all of the depraved kinks your very heart desires if you so choose to do so --- it matters not to me for there are numerous means to get into all that and business at the same time,”<br/><br/><br/><br/><i>Aune sat back in his throne and listened to what she had to say. </i>