<strong>Tagging:</strong>Xia, Moxephone, Cali<br/><br/>A magnificent performance elevated the revelry to another level entirely. The orgy of the crowd grew wild from the song. But, among those receiving the cock or dutifully licking love buttons a few heard another story in the lyrics. A few of them actually listened to the lyrics. Those few thought, 'hmmm, maybe I should not be obediently sucking my master/mistress off for free?' and of more much more disobedient thoughts, ones that were known to earn slaves punishments far more dreadful than some casual spanking. Yet still the song went on, persisted, resonated in them.<br/><br/>With few of the lizard girls it did so hard enough that they decided to fuck it. Three lithe figures of scale clad desir (https://i.imgur.com/7LwLCOy.png)e threw away their instruments, escaped their cages (who left the bars so wide open?) and hurried over to Moxephone's. Her cage began to sway as they climbed down along the chain. "Hi!" "Hi from me too." "And me." All three greeted Moxie at the same time, each peeking heads from different corners of the cage. "Ssssexy-time paussse?" One suggested, the others giggled in agreement. "Yesss, yesss!"<em>"I've fallen in love~"</em>One of them sang, shivering with a need much more carnal than love.<br/><br/>The invaders quickly surrounded Moxie in the tight confines of the cage. Though each was a little smaller and a lot weaker than the bunny their group efforts to reveal her cock were not to be underestimated. Tongues lashed out in quick decisive licks, always from behind Moxie's head. Their little clawed hands groped, touched; both Moxie and each other. The most eager one wouldn't let go of Moxie's ass as her fingers fumbled for the tail-hole. "Mhh, break usss free. Break usss, yeessss. Make usss yourss? Me firssst!"<br/><br/>"No! Me!" Her friend protested, pushing on the other lizard's face to shove her against the bars of the cage. She then threw herself on Moxie's leg, clinging tight, grinding her slit on the bunny's foot as she licked upward along the thigh. "Pleasssh, break usss free?"<br/><br/>At the same time as slaves had second thoughts of their role the dozens of colored light arrows illuminated the ceiling of the temple, casting the whole room in tints of purple and red. In those shades flickered the huge heavy tapestries too as they floated down, calm at first, then<em>free!</em>They went completely wild. The orgies painted on them raised to rival the carnage of pleasure going down between the wedding quests. As it did the tapestries themselves began a bewildered dance across the space. They flipped about, rolled around some lizards, engulfing them into comfortable bondage, flew to mingle among the quests, even draped themselves across the altar decorations as one of the tapestries attempted to fuck the gigantic statue of Gaia.<br/><br/>The priestess  (https://i.imgur.com/vq5kTeZ.png)looked at the action. Without a twitch on her expression she slid some fingers into the robes.<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://img00.deviantart.net/2b54/i/2016/014/3/2/tentacle_babe_aislinne_by_liveforthefunk-d9nxfmb.png)</div>Wazaurin was a little confused, though followed Xia's tugs. "Yes, it would seem she is..." The enchantress cast a cold gaze towards the fluffy creature shooting arrows. Wazaurin had never seen that one before. Why would she want to interrupt the ritual? Well, she had her hunches as to why. The tentacle woman looked at her obedient wife to be with an understanding smile even above all the worry of chaos. "Don't fret my little pet girl. They won't get me with you here, nor will anyone steal you as long as I am here."<br/><br/>"Priestess!" Wazaurin shouted to the absentmindedly masturbating woman. "Priestess, get a hold of yourself!"<br/><br/>"Uhum, wha-" Drool slipped from the priestess' lips. She pulled her hand away so quick it left her dress open in the front, exposing a thoroughly drenched pussy.<br/><br/>"We begin now. Fulfill your role. And my pet, you..." Wazaurin took the lead, with swift steps crossing the remaining distance to the bed-altar. There, she shoved Xia on her back. As the priestess chanted an obscene litany of poems in praise of Gaia - her anus, cock, pussy, and all - Wazaurin set down on her knees before Xia, began a worship of another kind. She spread Xia's lips with her fingers, glanced up. "Cum for me pet."<br/><br/>The ritual began with tongue. A deep caress across the outer lips, rough invasion into the flesh as if to scour a wound into Xia's naughty bits. Wazaurin sank her slimy fingers into Xia's sex as she kissed the clitty. Two of her own tendrils tickled her own naughty bits, teasing, preparing herself for an easy orgasm for a hastened end to the ritual of binding.<br/><br/><strong>Adventurers. One of you is on her back, getting oral. Two are caged and watch now the beginning of the ritual that will no doubt mean a perilous end to Xia's adventuring career! Tapestries sew chaos across the room. The quests are pre-occupied, and some of the slaves are ready to rally (though a few to causes not entirely aligned with yours.) What do you do?</strong>