Inside of Yana's chamber within the chieftain's castle.
Yana continually let out moanful whispers with her tongue running out of her mouth and her lips smeared with saliva.
SMACK!
A loud smack resonated as she struck the head of another person, whose face was buried between her legs that wrapped around his neck.
"Faster!" she commanded, demanding an increase in the intensity of the pleasure she was feeling.
It was one of their male slaves. The pressure that assaulted the entire castle had gotten to Yana as well. Her long blue hair was loose and scraggly and her face was wet with sweat.
The man slave stopped and pulled his face out for a bit, causing Yana to immediately raise her head with her face distorted out of annoyance.
"And who told you to stop!" she shouted at the slave. "Continue!"
The slave was a green creature with pointed ears and golden eyes. It was one of the two guards that stood watch at her chamber.
One of the goblins they had captured.
The goblin twirled his tongue before shoving his face back down there. The tongue of this being was long, with the part that extended out of its mouth reaching almost 15 centimetres.
Like the slave that it was, it continued to suck around Yana's labia, sticking and pirouetting its lengthy tongue inside of her.
Yana whimpered and her entire body shivered from excitement. She grabbed the ears of the goblin and pulled on them, almost yanking the earrings on them out.
"Yes! That's... more... like it!"
Yana wasn't the only one of the sisters under the chieftain who had fallen prey to the lustful aura that filled the atmosphere.
Most of the sisters had and they tried to satisfy themselves with whatever they could. Hands, objects and whatsoever came close to looking like a cock around them.
Rhis was on the floor of her chamber, stark naked and breathless. Her floor was soaked in her sweat and coochie juice with her bedsheet lying rumpled beside her.
Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath and her mouth gaped a little bit as she stared at the ceiling of her room.
She had been going at it for over twenty minutes now and yet she was not satisfied. If anything, she got hornier as time passed.
It was strange, a bizarre feeling that she couldn't explain but at least she retained just enough sanity in her head to know that it was not a normal phenomenon that was happening.
Someone or something was causing it and as much as she would have liked to know the source of such a heavy pressure, she couldn't move anymore. Her knees felt as if they had stiffened and her thighs spasmed.
As her breathing returned to normal and her chest heaved less harshly, a devious smile appeared on her face and her fingers unhurriedly moved down and over the little bush in her private area, searching for her clitoris.
It was time for another round of profound happiness.
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Elsa continued to dance and move her hips in the way that her master had ordered her to. Throwing her arms into the air and spinning from time to time.
Aaron admired her steps on the makeshift dance floor. His hands held the chieftain's head down on his rod until she began to gag and choke on the mouthful of cock before letting her go.
Her eyes were reddened and veins appeared on the sides of her forehead but all the same, she didn't complain. She only continued to suck on the dick, aiming to leave Aaron satisfied but Aaron wasn't.
"Perhaps two heads are better than one," he said, taking a glance at the chieftain as she worked her throat off. She didn't accept the comment lightly but still couldn't protest it.
Aaron, with a finger, gestured to his apprentice to stop dancing and approach. Immediately, Elsa rushed to the bed to join while Aaron stroked her red hair.
"I made you come with a finger, my sweet little apprentice. Imagine what I can do to you with two."
Hearing this, Elsa was washed with shyness and with a bashful tone, she chucked and turned her face away, feeling too embarrassed to look her master in the eyes.
Aaron with his hand still caressing her hair, pushed her head towards the chieftain, allowing her to join in the fun.
Elsa began to play with Aaron's balls and suckled on them gracefully, running her tongue through the raphe that separated them into left and right compartments. With every tongue movement, Aaron felt a tingling sensation and combined with the chieftain's stroking of his glans, a jolt of electric feeling seared through his body.
"Hmmm," he mewled, clutching some strands of their hair.
"Yes, that's it."
The two ladies were busy with the rod and the balls offered to them by Aaron. Elsa played with the balls and King Elda with the rod and after a certain time passed, they would switch positions, slurping his penis like it was some scrumptious meal.
They continued with the foreplay for a while longer until Aaron lost interest in the fun and stopped the entire show albeit smoothly.
The ladies crawled to his sides and lay, with their heads on his chest and after a short time, they fell into deep slumber.
Aaron's lips arched into a smile as he glanced at the two ladies, who were sound asleep, and then at the ceiling.
"Elsa is truly a virgin," he thought. His smile morphed into a grin as his thoughts got more and more malevolent.
The mere energy that Elsa exuded was enough to give him that information. It was strong, raw and untainted.
As he glanced at them again, he thought to himself, "She would make a very good start but first..."
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The tension within the castle quieted down gradually and eventually disappeared, returning the castle to its normal atmosphere.
The sisters had all fallen into deep slumber after their fruitless acts to satisfy the worldly urge that was aroused within them.
Everyone that inhabited King Elda's palace was asleep at this point.
Everyone except Aaron.
He stood on the balcony of his chamber, silent and caressed by the wind of the night with his hands covering his face.
Aaron's face distorted a little bit as his body mildly shivered from giggling. His face had turned red and his eyes were golden with a small horn protruding on the right side of his head.
"Wonderful!" he said, licking his lips with his long, pointy tongue that bore two piercings.