<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Dhampir_Sorceress.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mephis<del>Daphoinos</del><br/><strong>Race:</strong><del>Ḩ̸̉å̴̱l̷̤͒f̷̺̎-̶̨̚E̴͖̾l̶̯̓f̷͓̒</del>Dhampir<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorcerer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer, Divine Mark, Harlot's Mark, Slave of Lord Victor Balebrook, Traitor to Atlantica,<em>Inspired</em><br/><hr/><em>"AHHH!! MOOOO!!! OH FUCK!!!! CUM!! GONNA CUM!!!! MESS!!!"</em><br/><br/>Mephis had been in the middle of having quite a bit of fun with the minotauress when that warning reached her ears, and she was so caught up in the teasing she had been doing to the barbarian's bountiful body that she was a bit slow to react, at first. Her divine brand began to glow brighter with magical energy as she began to cast a simple, straightforward<em>Suggestion</em>that was meant to help avoid a mess, even as Thistle and Josephine began walking up behind her.<br/><br/>"Oh no no, Miss Muula, that won't do. You can't-" Of course, her spell was interrupted by the feeling of the massive cannon nestled between her lower cheeks going off, the thick, meaty rod bucking beneath her as spurt after spurt of thick, sugary sweet semen was sent spurting and splashing out all over the room. Her divine brand faded, the spell un-spent, as she turned her head, looking around the room and at the other occupants within it. "...Cum until I tell you to. Oh dear..."<br/><br/>Muula herself was horribly embarrassed, of course, and the other occupants of the room didn't look too pleased at the mess. The dhampir felt her own cheeks burning in embarrassment and was fairly certain that her own face was quite red, even as the thick scent of cum that was now hanging in the air also left her mouth watering enough that she was forced to swallow. She slid down out of the minotauress's lap, bowing low as she face the entire room.<br/><br/>"Please don't be too upset at Miss Muula, everyone," The slave girl spoke up, putting as much of an earnestly regretful tone into her voice as she could while addressing the group. "I bear at least as much blame as she does. I was deliberately trying to tease her... and also all of you in the process, while I milked her. We pushed things too far, and I'm just as sorry about the results as she is.<br/><br/>"Master, I know that my behavior and the choices I make reflect on you," She then added in, turning to Victor specifically and bowing even lower. "Please, give me whatever punishment you deem fitting for my part in this."<br/><br/>Of course, even while bowing down, the dhampir did find her gaze drawn sideways, towards Ionli. It was pretty clear that the sight and scent and likely even the touch of all that cum had stirred up another difficult memory for her. The slave girl would have joined Josephine at the priestess's side and helped with comforting her if it had been an option for her, but the position she was in due to her own choices pretty much required that she focus on apologizing and making amends right now.