<strong>Name</strong>: Thogstein Wolfgang Fitzgerald Hawthorn The Third (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg14154975#msg14154975)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Anahita, Sparrow, Others who might join<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fancy Tailored Moth Silk Battle Dress</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/448185564194144256/586187847502004254/D0102_a__50478.png)</div></div><br/><strong>HP</strong>: 25/25,<strong>XP</strong>: 4/8,<strong>Armor</strong>: 1<strong>Blood</strong>: 0<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/79/a2/91/79a2916544dff17dabe6cc3949922b83.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>The final push over the edge, a precipice that had been built on and layered, finally was met with a heated flood from her groin. The nectar of her release was a wet spray at that point, pushing with every flex of her well muscled body as she jerked on the thick sliding tongue. Her jaw clenched as she came, back arching and vision little more than black with white specs flitting over it as she felt even her teeth vibrate with the force of it. Soft gasps, loud cries, Thog had no idea what she had released as she found her limbs beginning to respond as she trembled along the magi's tongue. The warm thickness inside her, inhumanly deep, felt nearly curled up in her center as she bucked along the crashing waves that were almost as paralytic as the spell. They would have stopped her if she wasn't one with her own overwhelming appetites at least.<br/><br/>Panting, Thog looked down towards Anahita with a glassy eyed gaze as the thick corded muscles of her arms flexed and the grip of her thighs gained a semblance of force again.<strong>"You'll pay for that."</strong>She hissed, reaching for her bag with her right hand and Ana's throat with the other. Gripping the woman firmly enough to keep even the chance of speech, Thog pulled out a thick round ring gag with a dildo plug in the middle to jam right in the mage's mouth. Securing the gag in place in moments, wrists were bound soon after.<strong>"Your spells and words are mine. I'll make you see that."</strong>She slurred, still pleasure drunk even as she moved.<br/><br/>A massive knotted dildo with a steady base was set on the floor, Ana's body pulled upwards by the neck with the huge thing pressed down beneath the table on the floor and stuffed inside the other woman with a wet squelch. Bumps and ridges rippled along the thick inhuman thing, tugging and caressing at each bit of insides it could reach while the willful woman was ground upon it.<strong>"Now, who the hell are you?"</strong>She spat out, looking over towards Chains while the activities nearby finally started to come into focus.<br/><br/>She still held Anahita all the while, apparently ignoring the predicament she was causing and attempting to do business as the filthy things below the table continued on. Her grip shifted with the hand on the neck relaxing enough for barely enough air to stay around, the other grasping Anahita's hair firmly and using it to yank and push the bondage slaves' body up and down on the massive throbbing red dildo below. Each push down would grind the mages' mound on the massive knot, squeezing her clit against the slick latex.