<span style="color: #b30059">"i like sassing people... it gets me punished."</span>she squeaked and looked at her feet before she tried to squirm away from the tickling.<span style="color: #b30059">"i c-cant talk if you tickle me..."</span>she squirmed and giggled until Order made The'kal quit and then looked back at Beth.<span style="color: #ffff00">"start talking."</span>Beth shuddered a little before she closed her eyes.<span style="color: #b30059">"i got off on having the doctrine of the Light beaten into me... i was a terrible student on purpose... i had my first orgasm on my headmistress' cane... i snuck into her office after a good beating and polished her cane with my pussy and after that i did it every time she beat me."</span>Order smirked a little but shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"but what do you want from us?"</span><span style="color: #b30059">"i want a new doctrine... you two came in here so you must be naughty... shape me into your perfect priestess of lust and lewdness... spread my legs and whip my pussy when i fail to obey... cover me in your lust when i do a good job... and only give me wings when i have proven myself the perfect slut priestess."</span>Order grinned and looked at The'kal.<span style="color: #ffff00">"now isn't that interesting? and if i must be worshiped as a goddess i wouldn't mind my stationary bodies getting a proper... polishing once in a while. so tell me, what is the first thing you want little priestess?"</span><span style="color: #b30059">"i told you what i want."</span>Order raised one brow and even The'kal would have trouble keeping track of how fast Order suddenly had the priestess' legs bound spread and Order slapped the priestess' pussy making her yelp and then moan softly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"you have a whole plan in your head and you will tell me."</span><span style="color: #b30059">"it will be more fun if you have to punish it out of me..."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #006633">"it's not just the Night Elves, the Trolls have proven just as reluctant to change and the Tauren aren't much better."</span>he looked around with a raised brow and then dug his hooves in with a happy growl.<span style="color: #006633">"i understand, just doing my job."</span>Vestla nodded and took a few deep breaths. "<span style="color: #ff99cc">yeah, it is a lot and i'm not even sure i understand all of it."</span><span style="color: #006633">"dear, it's quite simple. she is The'kal, she pretended to be the Troll loa of children and mothers and she wants you to reproduce your species here on Azeroth and she is offering us every tool she can imagine to do it... and i can't say i am against it, i know how lonely you are here, i know how much your telepathy plagues you because it is silent. not to mention it would be a damned good reason for me to ride you until you can't walk straight anymore." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>