<div class="floatright">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RrqNNvNJBeY/TYNchRFtrhI/AAAAAAAABQI/pKes4Q2WIKM/s1600/Flawless_by_Ricardo_Guimaraes.jpg)</div><strong>Lydia Halfshade</strong><br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Poisoned (3 rounds remaining 1d6 Con - 12 damage [Con: -2]) Hp 12/16<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>Purity Judgment (+1 Saving Throws)<br/><strong>Expended:</strong>Ear Piercing Scream<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The remorseless tentacles were good/bad enough but the poison injected with such deviously perfect precision only doubled and redoubled that agony. Another climax ripped through Lydia's body, stunning her lust-hazed brain so that she seemed to leap quite abruptly across the void, helpless in the tendrils slimy embrace. Moments later, the half-elf found herself hovering directly in front of Belgana. She had several seconds to admire the dwarf's ripeness, her own eyes widening a little at the fluid drooling around the tentacle gagging the staunch warrior's mouth.<br/><br/>It really did look as though the poor girl was being tortured even more wickedly than the inquisitor itself. There was a moment when the mismatched pair's eyes met, and, perhaps Belgana might recognise the mix of pity and something that looked very much like envy but couldn't possibly have been, in the silver-haired woman's expression. Then, just as Lydia was about to speak, she felt herself thrust forward, meeting warm, muscular flesh in a delicious collision that sent ripples through every beautiful curve.<br/><br/>The inquisitor's bullet hard nipples gouged into Belgana's breasts, scoring dark lines against the ruddy pink skin. Bodies pressed and held so closely together, building wonderful friction as the taller half-elf squirmed excitedly against her fellow captive. Lydia moaned more loudly, gasping in surprise as the bubbling froth splashed over her breasts, squelching with every trembling movement. The sound shifted subtly, becoming a whimper just before their lips met.<br/><br/>Perhaps Lydia should have resisted a little bit harder, but the feel of creamy smooth skin against her own, melded so perfectly with the steadily thrusting tendrils, letting both girls buck against each other and the half-elf really couldn't help respond to that.<br/><br/>Her mouth opened hungrily, tongue probing Belgana's lips with every grunt of fulfillment. She was horribly aware of the next climax building, threatening to surpass anything that had gone before. What would it feel like, to be bound tightly to her comrade, cumming and squirting helplessly? How much worse/better would it be when the dwarf came? What if they both managed to cum together...<em>oh sweet goddess Calistria</em>... they had to try to cum together...<br/>