((Pardon the wait - Easter really sucked out available time))<br/><br/>The brutish demon gyrated his hips under the loving care of Tamaskas tongue, his orange eyes relishing the sight of the willing trolless. Every petite kiss and lick elicited small shocks and waves of perverted pleasure, rolling through his rather bony spine. Occasionally, his member would spasm, the jolt rolling through his powerful body.<br/><br/>Bahiyya slid down behind the spoiled trolless, letting a hand run through her hair. Finding an opportune moment where Tamaska was busy toying with the demons’ cock-head, the succubus took a firm grip around her braids, keeping her steady.<br/>The elaborate and intricate slave-collar was flung around her bright blue neck. Expert fingers fastened the collar effortlessly while the sultry succubus whispered delightfully into the trolless’ ears:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: Sienna">We’ve got a new home for you, pet. The Baron will be pleased to hear of his new acquisition.</span>”<br/><br/>The succubus leaned in to plant a mockingly affectionate kiss on the trolless’ cheek, a hand delving down between her blue thighs:  The wetness provoked a girlish giggle from the demoness as fingers again toyed around her aching clit:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: Sienna">And you just seem to delightfully insatiable, darling.</span>”<br/><br/>Her administrations were soft and careful compared to her previous harshness; however, their expertise was unquestionable, finding all the right nerves to tease and tantalize. Her other hand didn’t mimic the care and consideration, slowly shoving the trolless’ head forward, presumably with the result that Tamaska had to take in a bit of Emberspikes glossy cock.<br/>Then, from within the confines of the towel, hidden from the trolless view, the succubus extracted a small necklace fashioned in a sand-colored stone. It depicted a symbolic face; the face was broad, assembled by various strictly geometrical pyramid shapes – its eyes were carved pyramids having their tip facing downwards, and the same was topical for the mouth. At an initial eyecast, the necklace was modestly pretty, but overall unassuming.<br/><br/>Briefly, Bahiyyas fingers left their new troll slave, smearing whatever fluids caught on her fingertip onto this strange pendant. Almost immediately, mystical powers within the choker caused a bright orange glow to shine within the otherwise empty “eyesockets”.<br/><br/>Bahiyya smiled.<br/><br/>The demon getting serviced by the probably unsuspecting trolless suddenly let two large hands shoot under each her arm pits: Emberspike lifted her up like she was but paper, planting both her knees on either side of his collected thighs: With one hand, he placed the head of his cock against her nethers and let her slide down across his pulsing, warm shaft. He snarled at her with a delightful, evil smile while one of his fingers scooped up a bit of his cum on her breast. While his drenched finger forced against her lips, he murred:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Ride me slowly, bitch. Like you would ride a lover. I want to hear each sultry moans of yours.</span>”<br/><br/>His mind was drunk in the feeling of her aching sexual muscles squeezing around his manhood; It felt so damn soft despite the two demons’ harsh treatment.<br/><br/>As the two sparred sexually, the succubus rose and almost skipped to the nearby table, opening one of many heavy-bound leather tomes, beginning to make the necessary preprations for a travel that Tamaska couldn’t possibly be prepared for.<br/><br/>As she found the appropriate incantation, “Hibernation”, she made a note of the needed components and began collecting what was necessary from one of the great backpacks…<br/><br/>A new arrival would soon draw attention in the island nation of Bruutheim, she mused for herself, her devious smile almost from ear to ear…<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>