<div class="floatright">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/c/v/Z/7cvZu/1438309839461.gif)</div>Asherah MacDuncan (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1832069)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Bigtree Beach Cave (Secret Tunnel) Goblin tribe cavern<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:<strong>Drow female slave, Rurik</strong>, Amelia,<strong> Leanna</strong>, Morgan, Tallia<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 10/1<strong>AC</strong>: 12<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Sex Obsessed, level 1 exhausted<br/><br/><hr/>Partners change,  Rurik after filling her with his thick semen.  So much so it seem to washout the goblin cum.     This however, left Asherah in a exhausted state.   Still it burned the need of arousal in her still strong,  a obsession that does not go away with her level of exhaustion.  The sailor half orc would pull out as he now looks to drive and bury his thick fat cock into the drow female's mouth.     A audible gasp of disappointment escapes, the need strong.<br/><br/>Then suddenly her tender swollen folds which still burn with the need.   Feel the warmth of breath that caresses over her nether region as the one called Leanna face descends and hovers over her crotch.   Asherah spreads her legs for her as the others tongue dives into her depths and it causes a moan of delight to escape.<br/><br/>The drow does remain with her mouth wrapped around the cock of Ruriks.    As she pulls off and speaks.   The words penetrate the mindless fuzz of obsessed arousal  of the druidess.    Too further heighten her arousal even in exhausted state,  she look down at her benefactor bringing the satisfaction of relief with her endeavor.  She watch at the same time as she listens to the drow, Leanna masturbating herself.<br/><br/>Words come to Asherah.   "Yes check the shaman stuff,  I need my druid focus, my gear."  She had not been bound as a slave,  only the intense need of sexual obsession.    Not like Rurik who the drow commands to guard,  defend as a personal bodyguard.    Yet with her words of agreement and wanting her gear.    She does not pull away.    To further she looks back down to Leanna.   "No stop,  no stop, straddle my face."<br/><br/>Perhaps she should stop,  but the need is too great.  The want of sex and need for it to soul deep claiming.    What has happen to her has been profound and deep reaching.   Its like she is in a constant state of arousal.