<strong>Tagging:</strong>Moxephone and Cali<br/><br/>As Axiandra opened up to take in the titanic cock a little blessing rippled through her, shuddering her breath. With it the dragon roared in moan. Stiffened sexy bits pressed against Cali’s face, nearly drowning the girl in a dragon’s arousal.<br/><br/>“Aren’t you horny. You make a good subby bitch. Now open up I’mma fuck your face.” Luzi Luzi grabbed Axiandra by the horn, pried open her mouth and eased her cock in. More dragon juice squirted out on the fluffies below as the gurgles sucked the cock into a deep embrace. Grunts of the titan grew louder and with them intensified Axiandra’s helpless whimpers. While the two massive giants focused on each other their attentions on those below grew blurred.<br/><br/>Luzi Luzi pressed to tower closer above Axiandra with each jerk of her head, forcing the dragoness to sit lower till her ass began to near the ground. Girls below were given only a thin crawlspace between sweat dusted dragon ass and hard stone to fulfill their duties in. The slaves, of course, did not mind.<br/><br/>Three of them had glued themselves against what little Moxephone left bare of Cali’s body. One on each side and one behind. Their fingers slid against the sheep’s naughty spots, and into them with anywhere from one to five fingers in each hole apart from mouth. Those that could not finger her manhandled the rest of her body. Lust driving them was merciless. Even Cali’s little tail tuft and ears were not spared abuse of nibbles and yanks. Their own needs the slaves rubbed against her thighs, drenching Cali’s idol uniform thoroughly in the smell of sex. Before long the fluffy one became fully restrained in bondage made out of sex slaves, held tight on all sides. An easy prey for Moxephone to breed.<br/><br/>One of the slaves did come to the bunny’s aid too, pressing her warmth against the hunter’s backside. Her gropes lasted only a moment before a painful spank of a tail found its mark on Moxie’s ass. “If you’re going to breed, breed her faster. I want to make bunnies too~” She was a little more playful, that slave. Playful, or just had a lot of things repressed by her slavedom. With Moxephone trapped fucking Cali she seized advantage of the bunny’s breasts and mouth, playing around with them for giggles. “Look at you. You’d make a good slave too. We need a herm in the harem, someone to bully for Luzi-Luzi’s amusement,” she whispered, taking a bite out of rabbit ear as another whip of the tail left red burning across Moxephone’s thighs; dangerously close to her pussy and balls.<br/><br/>Though seemingly forever the time that Axiandra sat on Cali’s face came to a sudden halt. Cum dribbled down the dragon’s chin, her body, and down onto the fuck-pile below.<br/><br/>“Up, bitch. You’re gonna bend over for me.” Luzi-Luzi grabbed the dragon up, eliciting a sloppy cum flavored sob. With long striding steps and a desperately crawling dragon the pair left their little ones on the floor. Luzi-Luzi tossed Axiandra’s upper body into the audience of the amphitheater. She kicked wide the dragon’s legs and yanked up the tail, exposing her rump. “At least your slaves know how things work. Good job down here.”<br/><br/>Some of the slaves looked up to see if they were needed, but quickly balked away from the thought. Luzi Luzi landed a smack on the dragon’s ass that would have killed a lesser being. Then, promptly inserted with a thrust that summoned out a fiery roar and cracked a spiderweb into the solid stone they fucked against. The two immersed in something neither had obviously gotten in a very very long time. Though embarrassed and shamed it was clear that Axiandra too enjoyed every degradation that Luzi Luzi’s whims brought upon her. For one day she was allowed to be fucked the way she often tormented her beloved little idols.<br/><br/>The slaves returned their attention to Cali and Moxephone; all except one. Most petite of the slave ladies had been squeezing out loads from Belphegor for a good five-ten orgasms by now. She was not missed.<br/><br/>It took hours for the two giants to sate their lust. By then the slaves were all fucked out. All spanks had been spent. Their fingers twitched with burning pain from the effort spent on the bodies of the two idols. However, despite their best attempt they had not been able to bring down Cali and Moxephone.<br/><br/>Eventually Luzi Luzi too became satisfied. She left Axiandra gasping for breath in a puddle of semen and girlcum. “Fuuuh… Tight for such a big slut. ‘Kay. Consider yourself under my gang’s protection. I’ll be coming back to collect your ass when it’s time to collect my side of the reward.” She limped out after collecting her harem off the floor.<br/><br/>With threat of kidnapping gone the next hurdle awaiting the idol adventurers became their next show: The wedding of Xia and Wazaurin.<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Xia, Moxephone, Cali<br/><div class="floatright">(https://img00.deviantart.net/2b54/i/2016/014/3/2/tentacle_babe_aislinne_by_liveforthefunk-d9nxfmb.png)</div><br/>Wazaurin smiled a pleased grin at her enchanted bride and soon to be familiar. "Nothing is too good for my little pet," she cooed. Gentle head pats followed. A few groping tendrils did too. "What's a familiar you ask? Hmmm. How to explain it to you. A familiar is another word for a type of a wife. You see, a powerful magician such as myself can form a contract with someone, often someone less magically aligned with the help of these gems." She touched the one embedded on Xia, and the one adorned at her own chest. “Yours is the gem of a familiar whereas mine is that of a sorceress. Once we complete the ritual of binding at our wedding we’ll absorb the magic of the gems. You’ll be forevermore bound to me, to serve me regardless of whatever nasty compulsions someone might try on you to change your mind. An added perk of course will be that I’ll be able to use magic through you as if you were a part of my body. Once you’re made my familiar none will be able to stand against you.”<br/><br/>Her caress worshipped the soon to be strength in Xia’s arms before returning to a more sensual touching. Affections from Wazaruing were not like last night. Where a grope would have usually dug deep into Xia’s breast, it did not. Gentleness replaced the lust. Wazaurin pressed her body close, pulled Xia close to take her lips. Her tentacles did the same kiss to her body. She gave the poor adventuress no time to think her fate, no reason to doubt that this pleasure wasn’t what was meant to be her future.<br/><br/>In no time at all the wagon arrived. Wazazaurin helped Xia step down. Whispers and hushed sounds came from all around. Before them spread a hall taller than many buildings. Grotesquely erotic statues supported the ceiling in pillar shaped orgies. Above them magically painted murals danced in the continuation of that same pleasure vibrant with colors and light. All of that decorative sex converged towards the end of the temple where at the back wall was carved the map of the Anus with Gaia herself represented at the bottom. Her body itself lay on her back, forming the altarbed from a strangely lifelike wooden substance. Familiar shape of Wazaurin’s erotic tentamancy were carved all over its shape.<br/><br/>Various figures stood excited in the audience. Various creatures scaled and smooth in every variety the Anus could distort had come to attend. Above them stood a tall dragon, a titan, monstrous blob of tendrils, and a gigantic elk-taur. At least a hundred had come, just about filling the temple to its brim.<br/><br/>“My friends and admirers,” Wazaurin explained in whisper. “And there’s the entertainment...”<br/><br/>From the ceiling hung two glass cages at a central spot in the temple. Inside them stood two fluffy creatures wrapped in revealing pink packaging. On a variety of smaller cages hanging above them tiny lizard girls and other less valued creatures of the Bubble City sat with instruments in their hands. They began, finding a strange balance of a tune between clubby dance and ominous orchestra. Magical spot lights illuminated Xia and Wazaurin. In the dimmed darkness the audience got up to naughty, adding some moans to the song.<br/><br/>“I hope this pleases my pet. Now come. Let me make you truly mine.”<br/><br/>Wazaurin squeezed Xia’s hand, gently pulled her forward to begin the long stride across the black carpet. Some two hundred steps ahead of them waited floating above the altar the quiet figure of a Gaia’s slave (https://i.imgur.com/vq5kTeZ.png) - a priestess to her divine faith.<br/><br/>From their glass cages the pair of idols could see it all and everyone them. The bars were thin and loose, meant more for show than actual containment. Axiandra had not told them much. This was a wedding, apparently a pretty common ceremony even in the Anus. Xia was to be bound to the tentamancer sorceress Wazaurin and to become her familiar - a slave to her every desire. Once completed the ritual could not be undone. Yet, they were expected to watch and dance, to sing and praise the union as it happened.<br/><br/><strong>Adventurers, you meet again in celebratory, though slightly perilous circumstances. One or two full songs separate Xia from the altar where whatever spell she’s under will be intensified to a point that she’ll never again be free. No more adventures. No more quest for the depths of Anus. For her it seems like a joyous occasion, but Cali and Moxephone, what do you do?</strong>