COMMISSION: Traveler, Sorceress, Slut ch.3

Author's Note: More of Nixxa Arkani's adventure! Where will she go from here...?

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‭When the Pair of One mentioned giving me clothes,‭ ‬I admit I may have gotten my hopes a bit too high up.‭ ‬Considering what everyone else on this world wore‭ ‬--‭ ‬not to mention how quickly those garments tended to be shed‭ ‬--‭ ‬it only made sense that they’d dress me in something similar.‭ ‬What Nara and Nala ended up procuring‭ (‬and insisting on dressing me in,‭ ‬without any assistance from me‭) ‬is a scant robe of silky,‭ ‬almost liquid cloth,‭ ‬deep violet in coloration and concealing little.‭ ‬Tied at the back of the neck,‭ ‬it covers‭ ‬most of the tops of my breasts before leaving my midriff exposed,‭ ‬ending in a flowing loincloth that covers only the inner slopes of my thighs,‭ ‬and ends near the ankle.‭ ‬A lovely vestment,‭ ‬particularly the alien inscriptions embroidered along it,‭ ‬and surprisingly comfortable.‭ ‬Somehow,‭ ‬I doubt I’ll have it on for long.

This,‭ ‬as far as I can tell,‭ ‬is the last step I need to meet the marquessa,‭ ‬and after being dressed the twins lead me through the dressing chamber and through another hallway,‭ ‬this of the same smooth green stone as the exterior.‭ ‬It opens,‭ ‬after long enough a walk to refresh me after my second‭ ‘‬cleansing,‭’ ‬into a massive chamber,‭ ‬by far the largest I’ve yet seen and nearly the size of the springs outside.‭ ‬A single floor but tall and open enough to house a second,‭ ‬this introduces a new color scheme,‭ ‬as pink crystalline decorations and jet black furs contrast sharply and sweetly with the jade-colored walls.‭ ‬The purpose of this room is made abundantly clear by its massive central throne,‭ ‬crafted from a single piece of rose-colored crystal and topped generously with silks and cushions,‭ ‬its back carved elegantly into a lofty,‭ ‬winged creature I cannot identify.‭ ‬Honestly,‭ ‬if the daagoni were to look into trade,‭ ‬it seems likely that they’re sitting on enough luxury minerals to make themselves staggeringly rich.

Despite the suddenly stiff demeanors of Nala and Nara as we enter,‭ ‬I take all the time I desire to examine and admire the chamber’s lavish decorations‭ ‬--‭ ‬from the exotic,‭ ‬phosphorescent paintings lining the walls to the twisted,‭ ‬abstract sculptures presented on elevated marble daises.‭ ‬A curious aesthetic blend of underworld and pre-industrial alien culture.‭ ‬Remarkable.

‭“‬You seem remarkably observant for an outsider,‭” ‬comes a voice from in front of me,‭ ‬the source of which I have already taken notice of.‭ ‬I let a smile touch my lips and turn my attention to her entirely‭ ‬--‭ ‬the woman on the throne,‭ ‬who I can only assume is either the marquessa,‭ ‬or a usurper with hilarious timing.‭ ‬She’s a little taller than the twins,‭ ‬womanly and regal,‭ ‬with the latter trait decidedly enhanced by her large,‭ ‬curled horns,‭ ‬far more impressive than any of the other daagoni thus far.‭ ‬Her skin is light,‭ ‬smooth red,‭ ‬and her hair several shades darker,‭ ‬a shimmering deep crimson that spills in loose waves down her shoulders and back.‭ ‬A black loincloth not entirely unlike the one I’ve been fitted with conceals most of what’s important between her thighs,‭ ‬trimmed with gold that matches her eyes.‭ ‬Her breasts,‭ ‬however,‭ ‬are large and uncovered,‭ ‬each pierced with a little black bar.

Behind her,‭ ‬less regal but more imposing,‭ ‬is what appears to be a bodyguard‭ ‬--‭ ‬looking to be nearly seven feet in height and with more of a warrior’s build,‭ ‬she wears metal panties and bracers rather than a loincloth,‭ ‬though her impressive chest is as exposed as her ruler’s.‭ ‬Black-mohawked and with skin the color of wine,‭ ‬she stands silently and watches me,‭ ‬one hand leaning on the pommel of an enormous,‭ ‬jagged claymore.‭ ‬I glance from the bodyguard back to the marquessa,‭ ‬arching a brow and holding my smile.‭ “‬With so much to see,‭ ‬being unobservant would be a terrible curse,‭ ‬wouldn’t you say‭?”

“One may wish to be reverent before our ruler,‭” ‬Nala‭ ‬--‭ ‬I think,‭ ‬might be Nara,‭ ‬I’ve lost track‭ ‬--‭ ‬whispers in my ear,‭ ‬but I ignore her.‭ ‬What’s more,‭ ‬the marquessa outright defies her.

‭“‬Nonsense‭ ‬--‭ ‬speak plainly,‭ ‬outsider.‭ ‬I’ve heard so much about you,‭ ‬considering the short time you’ve been present.‭ ‬You left quite the impression during the Rite of the Deep...‭ ‬it’s rare that word travels so quickly,‭ ‬even to‭ ‬my ear.‭” ‬She ushers me closer,‭ ‬a pleasant grin on her sharp,‭ ‬heart-shaped face.

‭“‬Your people have left quite an impression of their own,‭” ‬I say as I walk fearlessly forward,‭ ‬nodding only briefly to the bodyguard as I come to stand in front of the marquessa.‭ “‬Your ceremonies are as exotic as they are...‭ ‬pleasurable.‭ ‬I can see how they’ve endured so long.‭”

The woman chuckles,‭ ‬offering a slight nod.‭ “‬Travelers rarely find our ways to their taste‭; ‬it comforts me to know that not all of them find the daagoni so offputting.‭ ‬My name is Azula Valcur --‭ ‬and you are‭?”

“Nixxa Arkani,‭” ‬I reply truthfully,‭ ‬reaching down to take one of her hands in mine,‭ ‬rubbing my thumb gently along her palm.‭ “‬Wanderer,‭ ‬sorceress.‭ ‬I’ve traversed two of your cultural trials,‭ ‬now,‭ ‬to meet you.‭”

“And why is that‭? ‬Why is making my acquaintance of such value‭?”

“To say that I have,‭ ‬of course,‭” ‬I say,‭ ‬again truthfully.‭ “‬Places,‭ ‬people,‭ ‬events...‭ ‬little are worth more than the stories they give you to tell.‭ ‬To reminisce on meeting a new people and spending time among them may be a pleasant enough story on its own,‭ ‬but to be taken in by those people and meet their ruler...‭ ‬well,‭ ‬that is another form of tale entirely.‭”

“Quite a cultured vagabond,‭ ‬then,‭” ‬Azula leans back in her throne,‭ ‬biting one lip as she looks me up and down,‭ “‬and how much value would that story have if you fucked those people’s ruler‭?”

“It would be quite the story indeed,‭” ‬my eyes smoulder as they lock with her own,‭ ‬and I’m met with a dark intelligence in her pools of gold unlike another of the other daagoni thus far.‭ “‬Do you have another trial for me to undertake,‭ ‬then‭?”

“None whatsoever,‭” ‬Azula grins,‭ “‬but you are pretty,‭ ‬and you are strange,‭ ‬and I would have you...‭ ‬should I consider you entertaining enough.‭”

“And how might I...‭ ‬entertain‭?”

“The word I’ve recieved is that you are quite...‭ ‬pliable,‭ ‬when it comes to the act of union.‭ ‬Able to handle not one,‭ ‬nor even two,‭ ‬but three of my clan-sisters with the difficulty of a morning exercise.‭ ‬Do it again for me‭ ‬--‭ ‬here,‭ ‬now‭ ‬--‭ ‬and I shall give you the honor of pushing your limits even further.‭”

I arch a brow,‭ ‬musing over the offer for a moment.‭ ‬I’m not entirely certain my limits‭ ‬need further pushing,‭ ‬in all honesty...‭ ‬though I must confess the idea excites me.‭ ‬And,‭ ‬of course,‭ ‬to be ravaged by an alien queen and her subjects,‭ ‬all at once,‭ ‬will be an experience so much larger than life as to be more so a legend than a story.‭ ‬I narrow my eyes a moment,‭ ‬thinking,‭ ‬then lock my gaze once more with Azula.‭ “‬I did not come all this way to disappoint,‭ ‬lovely.‭”

The marquessa’s smile widens with delight,‭ ‬and she lets out a little cheer.‭ “‬Joyous‭! ‬Yarafa...‭ ‬why don’t you loosen our guest before the Pair join you.‭ ‬I’m sure Nixxa will enjoy a moment to‭ ‘‬warm up‭’ ‬for the challenge ahead‭!” ‬I confess,‭ ‬she’s not wrong.‭ ‬Three was difficult but satisfying...‭ ‬four will be an anal crucible the likes of which I’ve never experienced,‭ ‬with the daagoni’s seeming ignorance of my other entrance.‭ ‬Somehow,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬I wouldn’t have it any other way‭ ‬--‭ ‬I think they may have converted me to their way of thinking entirely.

Of course,‭ ‬there’s only one person in the room who could be Yarafa,‭ ‬so I try to contain my shock when the bodyguard sets her sword at the throne’s side and begins to take steps toward me,‭ ‬unfastening the straps at the sides of her battle-panties.‭ “‬This should be fun,‭” ‬she growls,‭ ‬her voice husky and fitting to her position as what I assume is chief warrior among her people.‭ “‬Not often I get to play alongside the marquessa.‭” ‬There’s a‭ ‬clank as her undergarments hit the stone floor,‭ ‬and my eyes go wide‭ ‬--‭ ‬this will be even more difficult than I thought.‭ ‬Yarafa’s cock is alarmingly huge,‭ ‬half again as large as those of the twins and frighteningly thick...‭ ‬but,‭ ‬once a slut,‭ ‬always a slut.‭ ‬I can’t help but salivate at the sight of that hunk of red-velvet girldick,‭ ‬already stiffening to its full size.‭ ‬I wonder how she managed to keep those things inside armored panties,‭ ‬but let the question rest after a moment.‭ ‬I have...‭ ‬bigger...‭ ‬things to worry about.

While I assume,‭ ‬at first,‭ ‬that she’s just gonna pin me to the floor and have her way with me,‭ ‬what she ends up doing is far more pragmatic‭ ‬--‭ ‬moving behind me and sitting down,‭ ‬her legs spread and cock standing straight up.‭ ‬Now‭ ‬that’s a good employee:‭ ‬she’s making sure Azula gets a good view of what’s about to happen.‭ ‬If it’s a show the marquessa’s after,‭ ‬I can help with that.‭ “‬You think this monster will fit‭?” ‬I purr,‭ ‬slipping out of my blue daagoni garment‭ (‬knew that wouldn’t last long‭) ‬and sitting down carefully,‭ ‬rubbing my butt back and forth along the tip of Yarafa’s terrifying dick.‭ “‬I may have taken Nala and Nara at once,‭ ‬but I’m not sure that’s as much of a challenge as this is about to be.‭”

My little dress spills into a pool of fabric amidst the furs and silks that decorate Azula’s throneroom,‭ ‬and I face her,‭ ‬gauging her reaction as I lower myself onto Yarafa’s shaft.‭ ‬Despite my recent and thorough stuffing,‭ ‬it takes a moment to get the mammoth thing inside of me,‭ ‬a moment of rocking back and forth,‭ ‬coaxing some thin,‭ ‬creamy precum from her tip to coat my asshole in lubricant.‭ ‬A quick,‭ ‬whispered spell magnifies what little slickness she was able to give...‭ ‬then at last,‭ ‬I gasp a sharp breath as I feel her crown penetrate,‭ ‬piercing the brief refusal of my backside and sinking slowly in.‭ “‬Ahhhnn...‭ ‬she’s tight...‭ ‬so much more than I had expected....‭”

“My my,‭” ‬Azula chimes in.‭ “‬So much use already,‭ ‬and still tight enough to give my sword-bound pause‭? ‬You‭ ‬are full of surprises,‭ ‬pale stranger.‭”

“You...‭ ‬fffhhh...‭ ‬haven’t even seen them all,‭ ‬your grace,‭” ‬I croon,‭ ‬my eyelids fluttering as I sink down deeper,‭ ‬deeper,‭ ‬taking Yarafa’s massive cock straight up my little ass until I’m about three-quarters of the way down it and my body simply refuses to take any more.‭ ‬Short of opening a portal inside my body,‭ ‬I don’t think I’m gonna be able to get this thing any deeper.‭ ‬Sucking in a breath through my teeth,‭ ‬I plant my feet on either of the bodyguard’s‭ ‬--‭ ‬sorry,‭ ‘‬sword-bound‭’ ‬--‭ ‬sides and start to shift my weight up and down,‭ ‬sliding my tight hole along the huge,‭ ‬throbbing thing inside me.‭ ‬Fuck,‭ ‬it’s so big I think I can feel each individual vein pulsating against the inside of my ass,‭ ‬and it feels...‭ ‬incredible.

‭“‬That’s one down,‭” ‬the marquessa coos evilly,‭ ‬a stark reminder that the evening’s festivities have only just begun.‭ “‬Nala,‭ ‬Nara...‭ ‬this won’t be your first time inside our guest,‭ ‬I assume‭?”

“It may have been,‭” ‬Nala says.

‭“‬It may not have been,‭” ‬Nara follows.

I stifle a laugh when I see a look of annoyance cross Azula’s face‭ ‬--‭ ‬an expression that clearly says‭ ‬I don’t know what I expected,‭ ‬and can’t blame anyone but myself‭ ‬--‭ ‬but she quickly finds her poise once more.‭ “‬Then,‭ ‬be it for the first or thousandth time...‭” ‬the marquessa narrows her eyes,‭ ‬looking back at me,‭ “‬...fuck her.‭”

Fuck,‭ ‬this is already escalating a bit more quickly than I expected.‭ ‬I lean back into the considerable cushion of Yarafa’s chest,‭ ‬propping my arms beneath me and keeping my legs spread,‭ ‬murmuring,‭ “‬Easy now,‭ ‬lovelies,‭ ‬we’re already looking at considerable occupancy here...‭ ‬just take it slow....‭” ‬My heart’s racing‭; ‬clearly I can take three,‭ ‬but a certain‭ ‬one of those three is considerably different than what I’ve been encountering.‭ ‬I grit my teeth as I feel the twins pull in to my sides,‭ ‬mirroring each other as their cocks jostle and work for position,‭ ‬grinding back and forth across Yarafa’s smooth balls as they try to find their way to the stretched entrance of my cram-packed ass.‭ ‬I lean sideways a little,‭ ‬nuzzling my face into Nala’s tits for comfort,‭ ‬then feel my breath catch as Nara’s tip prods against my entrance,‭ ‬threatening to breach me.‭ ‬There’s a rock,‭ ‬a push,‭ ‬and I let out a long,‭ ‬low croon of pleasure as I feel her finally slid deep into me alongside the massive flesh-cannon that is Yarafa’s enormous girldick.‭ “‬NNngggAUughh...‭!” ‬I groan,‭ ‬eyes fluttering,‭ ‬then closing as I try to adjust.‭ ‬Already,‭ ‬just Nara and Yarafa feels like more pure flesh inside of me than the three I took at the hot spring.

I’m not done yet,‭ ‬though.‭ ‬Fuck‭ ‬--‭ ‬I’m not even halfway.‭ ‬I drape one arm lazily around Nala’a shoulders,‭ ‬then the other around Nara’s,‭ ‬clinging to the duplicate daagoni awkwardly as I prepare for what comes next.‭ ‬I feel Nala’s cock prod me,‭ ‬but miss,‭ ‬then redouble its efforts,‭ ‬wedging itself up along the side of the bodyguard’s shaft and using it as a guide to find the pale,‭ ‬rosy rim of my stuffed butt,‭ ‬pushing against it.‭ “‬Mmhnn...‭ ‬oh my,‭ ‬she’s...‭” ‬Nala remarks before falling to a moan,‭ ‬perhaps unable to think of a way to butcher her own comment quickly enough before forgetting it.‭ ‬I have plenty else to worry about,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬as I feel her zero in on the clinging barrier to my backside,‭ ‬and push against it,‭ ‬exploiting the sorcerous slickness I’ve conjured to force her way into an orifice that simply shouldn’t be able to contain her.‭ ‬Contain her,‭ ‬however,‭ ‬it does‭ ‬--‭ ‬my eyes fly open once again as I let out a hoarse squeal,‭ ‬my asshole struggling to relax,‭ ‬stretch,‭ ‬and contract back around the throbbing length that’s been stuffed into it.

‭“‬AaAAahhfufuufu...‭ ‬h-holy fuck,‭ ‬nnnhnhnshiiit...‭” ‬I whimper as she slides in deep,‭ ‬and I feel Yarafa start to shallowly thrust again,‭ ‬that gigantic thing causing the twins‭’ ‬dicks to shift and squelch around it as the bodyguard’s cock rearranges me from the inside.‭ ‬I’m back up to three,‭ ‬with the asterisk of Yarafa’s colossal schlong,‭ ‬and still spread-eagled for Azula to enjoy the show,‭ ‬watching all three girlcocks rock and slide in and out of me,‭ ‬deeper,‭ ‬faster,‭ ‬each daagoni taking their instructions to heart and giving me a ruthless triple-anal dicking.

‭“‬I’m shocked one so small can endure so much,‭” ‬Yarafa muses,‭ ‬holding herself up with only one arm so the other can reach around,‭ ‬fondling one of my milk-white tits,‭ ‬teasing my nipple piercings between her dextrous fingers.‭ “‬I’ve never even seen a daagoni handle such...‭ ‬attention.‭” ‬A little chuckle follows,‭ ‬then a rougher thrust of her hips that causes me to squeak with pleasure and fading discomfort.

‭“‬Shh,‭ ‬she need not know that,‭” ‬Azula chuckles darkly,‭ ‬and I look up to see the amazon queen lightly stroking the front of her loincloth,‭ ‬coaxing something of her own to life.

‭“‬Wait,‭ ‬you...‭” ‬I stammer,‭ ‬trying to focus my thoughts through the intense,‭ ‬building ecstasy of the three dicks grinding in and out of my overclocked backdoor.‭ “‬You don’t do this to everyone...‭?”

“How else were we going to prove you worthy‭?” ‬Azula arches a playful brow.‭ ‬Honestly,‭ ‬I can think of a ton of ways.‭ ‬None as fun as this,‭ ‬but a ton of different ways nonetheless.‭ ‬Guess I picked the right world to crash-land on.

I close my eyes again and just ride through the pleasure,‭ ‬relishing the sensation of every thrust,‭ ‬every shift and adjustment,‭ ‬the whimpers of the Pair when their cocks bump into each other inside me.‭ ‬I feel everything against the sensitive walls of my asshole,‭ ‬like I’ve created my own little ecosystem for hard dick,‭ ‬a paradise for cock over which I am its merciful,‭ ‬all-knowing ruler.‭ ‬A citizenship of‭ ‬100%‭ ‬dong,‭ ‬and the borders never close.

Soon the moans in both ears become almost deafening,‭ ‬though I come close to eclipsing the lustful chorus with my own banshee’s wails of anal satisfaction.‭ ‬A shudder ripples through me and my cries spike as I experience my first climax of this specific soiree,‭ ‬though I assume it will not be the last...‭ ‬especially when I open my eyes to see the marquessa having arisen from her throne.‭ ‬Her loincloth removed,‭ ‬she openly admires the sight before her,‭ ‬brandishing a thick,‭ ‬erect,‭ ‬scarlet girldick a bit larger than the twins‭’‬,‭ ‬though not as monstrous as Yarafa’s,‭ ‬a trail of precum leaking from its tip and down its length.

Wait,‭ ‬did I say girldick‭?

I meant girldicks.

‭“‬W-wait,‭” ‬I say numbly,‭ ‬blinking.‭ ‬I must be seeing double.‭ ‬There’s no way she has two.‭ ‬None of the other daagoni do.‭ ‬Is this how they elect their rulers‭? ‬Number of dicks‭? ‬I thought three was pushing it and four would be impossible,‭ ‬but if she’s planning to shove both of those in me...‭ “‬you...‭ ‬y-you can’t be serious.‭”

“I am the marquessa,‭” ‬Azula purrs.‭ “‬I’m always serious.‭”

As if on cue,‭ ‬Yarafa leans back,‭ ‬propping herself up onto her elbows to recline me as well.‭ ‬The twins also do their parts,‭ ‬cuddling into Yarafa’s sides and each grabbing one of my knees to spread me open,‭ ‬showing off every inch of my sweating,‭ ‬jiggling figure,‭ ‬my soaked,‭ ‬neglected cunt,‭ ‬and my triple-stuffed asshole,‭ ‬oozing with the cock-juices of the three alien demonesses already within me.‭ ‬Surely the notion of my butt being closed for business must be more obvious than ever with such a clear view,‭ ‬but Azula is unfazed.‭ ‬With a predatory smile,‭ ‬she takes both vertically-aligned shafts in one hand and squeezes them against each other,‭ ‬pressing both tips firmly against the stretched edge of my quivering ass.‭ ‬She’s not turning back.‭ ‬I’m about to get fucked by five dicks at the same time.‭ ‬It still hasn’t truly set in yet...‭ ‬but somehow,‭ ‬I can’t wait.

I grit my teeth and squeeze my eyes shut,‭ ‬spasms rippling through me as she tries to find some purchase in my overbooked rear‭ ‬--‭ ‬and despite a lack of any genuine vacancy,‭ ‬she succeeds.‭ ‬My moans rise into a wail as I feel the first,‭ ‬then the second of her two massive dicks pop inside of me,‭ ‬sliding up along each other and the three others within my single entrance.‭ “‬Fu-UCCKkk--‭!‬” I shriek,‭ ‬groping around me for something to balance on,‭ ‬finding one of Nala’s shoulders and one of Yarafa’s boobs,‭ ‬just struggling to hold myself basically upright.‭ ‬Wincing,‭ ‬I lean forward to look,‭ ‬gazing between my spread legs to the stretched,‭ ‬glistening ring of my ass‭ ‬--‭ ‬I can’t get a decent view of everything going on down there,‭ ‬but just the sight of all the shifting and thrusting,‭ ‬like a swarm of hot slippery shafts that share a single den,‭ ‬is enough to drive me crazy.‭ ‬I shake and scream,‭ ‬and feel another orgasm tear through me...‭ ‬but I have no clue how many more await me.‭ ‬Yarafa and the twins don’t seem worn out yet,‭ ‬and Azula’s just getting‭ ‬started.

‭“‬Hnnn...‭ ‬I can feel all four--‭ ‬erm,‭ ‬three‭ ‬--‭ ‬of you against me,‭” ‬Yarafa growls beneath me,‭ ‬thrusting up hard,‭ ‬starting to find a rhythm once more now that all five insertions are firmly in place.‭ “‬Can’t tell what feels better,‭ ‬all your cocks sliding against mine,‭ ‬or this wanderer’s tight little ass.‭”

“I wonder how tight it will be...‭” ‬Nala purrs.

‭“‬...Once we’ve finished with it,‭” ‬Nara finishes.‭ ‬The daagoni clearly don’t understand the things I’m capable of‭ ‬--‭ ‬but it’s something I’m content to keep quiet about for now.‭ ‬Only Azula herself seems onto me.

‭“‬Oh,‭ ‬I’m sure if she didn’t have a plan,‭ ‬Nixxa here wouldn’t be quite so...‭ ‬willing,‭” ‬the marquessa grins,‭ ‬starting to ease in and out of me,‭ ‬her full,‭ ‬pierced tits bouncing gently with each thrust of her beautiful hips,‭ ‬stuffing those two thick shafts up my butt.‭ “‬Something tells me there’s far more to her than we understand.‭”

“Far more‭ ‬in me,‭ ‬maybe...‭” ‬I hiss,‭ ‬my eyes rolling back into my head.‭ ‬I move one hand from Nala’s shoulder to Azula’s,‭ ‬using the daagoni ruler as an anchor to keep myself somewhat upright as I hold on for dear life.‭ ‬When I got into this mess,‭ ‬I expected some kind of a steady rhythm‭ ‬--‭ ‬with two,‭ ‬or even three cocks,‭ ‬there’s a pace to it.‭ ‬One goes in,‭ ‬one goes out.‭ ‬Maybe both go in and out in sync‭ (‬harder to handle,‭ ‬admittedly‭)‬.‭ ‬But there’s always something to acclimate to.

With five,‭ ‬it’s absolute anal‭ ‬chaos.‭ ‬I’m not even allowed to begin to adjust to the sheer randomness,‭ ‬since the marquessa’s own dual rods move more or less as one,‭ ‬but nonetheless squelch around and in between other invaders.‭ ‬My ass feels like a clogged garbage disposal through which nothing will go down,‭ ‬and more keeps getting packed in,‭ ‬just an onslaught of lengths of various sizes being wedged and crammed up into me,‭ ‬each one drooling their creamy secretions.‭ ‬Even more lubrication,‭ ‬something that’s now become my number one priority in this seemingly impossible situation.

As pants,‭ ‬coos,‭ ‬moans,‭ ‬and yelps of pleasure echo around me,‭ ‬flooding my mind,‭ ‬I find myself in a sort of trance.‭ ‬Drained as I’ve been after crashing here,‭ ‬I can draw energy from them‭ ‬--‭ ‬their lust,‭ ‬their passion,‭ ‬their heat.‭ ‬Draw it from them,‭ ‬and turn it in raw source magic,‭ ‬something I can manipulate,‭ ‬something I can toy with.‭ ‬Something that’s‭ ‬mine.‭ ‬I infuse myself with it,‭ ‬let it permeate my flesh and enhance my body,‭ ‬extending the astral space between my quivering material meat.‭ ‬While the purpose of stretching those empty pockets of energy between my visceral matter was greater comfort,‭ ‬it has a different effect entirely‭ ‬--‭ ‬all four women begin to thrust faster,‭ ‬harder,‭ ‬deeper,‭ ‬the throes of their lust seizing them to exploit any inch of give they can steal.‭ ‬I twitch and quiver as I feel someone cum inside of me,‭ ‬unexpected,‭ ‬her moans blending too sweetly into the chorus for me to notice her heralding her explosion.‭ ‬From the sudden give on my left side,‭ ‬I assume it’s Nara,‭ ‬though she doesn’t allow me the reprieve of pulling out of me.‭ ‬She knows what her marquessa wants.‭ ‬And Azula only uses the load of hot spunk flooding my sorcerously-stretched asshole to thrust harder,‭ ‬sticky cream squelching and dribbling out of my increasingly-legendary back entrance.‭ ‬The stories I’ve gained about this place,‭ ‬the stories I’ll keep with me...‭ ‬I suddenly realize that they’ll be nothing compared to the stories I leave behind.‭ ‬The stories of the pale traveler with the indestructible ass.‭ ‬Somehow,‭ ‬I’m okay with that.‭ ‬Fine time I left a legacy of my own.

Nala gives in next,‭ ‬followed by Yarafa,‭ ‬both daagoni unloading splurt after splurt of their thick,‭ ‬sticky seed inside of me,‭ ‬squelching and dripping out of my overworked butt.‭ ‬Like Nara before,‭ ‬they stay buried inside,‭ ‬softening but still stiff enough to give Azula the environment she so seems to desire.‭ “‬Hnnhauuuhh...‭!‬” I groan weakly,‭ ‬eyes rolling back into my head,‭ ‬my legs twitching and knees locking up,‭ ‬shooting a few spastic kicks into the air.‭ ‬Another rush of pleasure arcs through and explodes out of me,‭ ‬another wail of climax as I drink in the sensation of all their hot cum shooting up into my ass.‭ ‬I can feel Azula’s twin cocks shifting and squishing between the others,‭ ‬sliding easily around and along them to find different vantage points,‭ ‬different angles with which to thrust into me.

For a moment I regain enough of my senses to look up at her,‭ ‬dazzled once again by her dark,‭ ‬regal beauty and crimson skin.‭ ‬She pulls even closer and I feel her breasts squish firmly against mine,‭ ‬our nipple piercings bumping and clicking into one another as she buries herself to the hilt inside of me.‭ ‬I can feel her breath mixing with mine,‭ ‬and our eyes lock before she closes the distance completely,‭ ‬kissing me hard.‭ ‬Another thrust,‭ ‬another,‭ ‬another,‭ ‬and I can feel her twitch and pulse inside me.‭ ‬Just the thought of another two loads being busted into my backdoor is enough to make me convulse with another orgasm‭ ‬--‭ ‬my fourth,‭ ‬fifth‭? ‬Everything’s losing focus.‭ ‬Time,‭ ‬reality,‭ ‬distorted by the ripples of pleasure cascading across their churning,‭ ‬inky depths.‭ ‬All I know is that I’m cumming again...‭ ‬and now,‭ ‬finally,‭ ‬so is Azula.‭ ‬I cling to her,‭ ‬pinning myself against the three other daagoni,‭ ‬and let my lips melt into her,‭ ‬kissing fiercely back.‭ ‬My tongue escapes my mouth to swirl around her own,‭ ‬and I feel the pumps of not just rigid,‭ ‬throbbing flesh,‭ ‬but thick liquid,‭ ‬shooting inside me,‭ ‬filling as much of me as possible before the rest dribbles out of my annihilated hole.‭ ‬I can taste her moan of ecstasy as they reverberate through my lips and into my own mouth,‭ ‬and we scream into each other as she floods me with her hot creaminess.

A few moments pass,‭ ‬and I collapse completely backwards.‭ ‬Fortunately,‭ ‬Yarafa’s greater height allows my head to land directly between her breasts,‭ ‬giving me a comforting pillow,‭ ‬and now my entire body is cradled in warm,‭ ‬sweat-damp flesh.‭ ‬I inhale,‭ ‬exhale,‭ ‬close my eyes.‭ ‬Fuck.‭ ‬I twitch,‭ ‬shudder,‭ ‬letting out a groan as I feel the twins‭’ ‬cocks slip free of me,‭ ‬leaving my ass to relax and contract around the three shafts still within,‭ ‬squeezing weakly around them as yet more cum dribbles free of my abused back hole.‭ “‬You...‭ ‬sure know how to show a girl a good time...‭” ‬I whisper.

‭“‬And you,‭ ‬wanderer,‭ ‬have far exceeded my expectations,‭” ‬Azula purrs,‭ ‬shifting to my side,‭ ‬keeping her two shafts buried inside me and gently,‭ ‬insistently grinding her hips forward,‭ ‬bringing herself down from the high of climax with slow,‭ ‬uneasy thrusts inside me.‭ “‬I thought watching you try,‭ ‬and fail,‭ ‬would provide the evening’s entertainment.‭ ‬As it turns out,‭ ‬you truly are something special.‭”

She has no clue exactly how correct she is,‭ ‬but I have no need to boast about myself.‭ ‬I nuzzle into her,‭ ‬caressing one hand along her breast while the other slides down Yarafa’s side.‭ ‬The Pair of One have now toppled into each other only a hand’s distance away,‭ ‬cuddling wearily with one another and exchanging soft,‭ ‬symmetrical kisses.‭ ‬Cute.

‭“‬I’m glad I pleased you,‭ ‬marquessa,‭” ‬I smile slightly.‭ ‬I can feel the hum of energy in my body‭ ‬--‭ ‬the focus of the daagoni,‭ ‬their concentration on me creating a sort of magical epicenter in me.‭ ‬Through their intention a sort of cosmic wellspring was created,‭ ‬a vortex of probability that I can draw from.‭ ‬I became not simply a wanderer,‭ ‬but a pinpoint of actuality in this world.‭ ‬And that actuality gives me power.‭ ‬I am...‭ ‬beyond real,‭ ‬and I can feel that concentrated existence replenishing my abilities.‭ ‬It feels good‭ ‬--‭ ‬almost as good as the grand trial I just endured.

‭“‬I could use someone like you,‭ ‬you know,‭” ‬Azula murmurs into my ear,‭ ‬nibbling it,‭ ‬fingertips teasing along one of my nipples.‭ “‬Every marquessa needs a consort.‭”

“You want me to stay,‭” ‬I whisper back.

‭“‬I could give you paradise.‭ ‬All the joys of rulership,‭ ‬none of the responsibility.‭ ‬All the women you desire.‭ ‬Each night could be one like this.‭” ‬She leans in again,‭ ‬kissing the corner of my mouth,‭ ‬then fully planting her lips to mine.‭ ‬Warm,‭ ‬sweet.

‭“‬A generous and tempting offer,‭” ‬I coo back,‭ ‬stealing a gentle kiss from her in return.‭ “‬But to remain,‭ ‬for me,‭ ‬is to diminish.‭”

“I can make you stay,‭” ‬she whispers.‭ ‬I know a threat when I hear one.

‭“‬You cannot,‭” ‬I reply,‭ ‬truthfully.‭ ‬She frowns,‭ ‬and I kiss her again,‭ ‬pulling up and away from her,‭ ‬off of Yarafa’s lap‭ ‬--‭ ‬though I notice the bodyguard has fallen quite asleep.‭ ‬That’s not very good body-guarding.‭ “‬But I enjoyed my stay.‭ ‬Perhaps I’ll return when I grow restless.‭ ‬You’ve certainly left me with some experiences I think will end up...‭ ‬habit-forming.‭” ‬I grin,‭ ‬reaching behind myself to slip a finger into my ass,‭ ‬exploring the tender flesh for a moment to feel how well its closing up.‭ ‬The struggle is genuine,‭ ‬but it will recover before long.‭ ‬Far more satisfying than any time I’ve used my pussy...‭ ‬I don’t see myself returning to that in the near future.

‭“‬Should you return,‭” ‬Azula says,‭ ‬sitting up and watching me intently,‭ ‬as a cat might a particularly elusive little bird.‭ “‬Seek me out.‭ ‬I would have you again...‭ ‬next time,‭ ‬perhaps,‭ ‬we can go to six.‭”

I grin widely,‭ ‬showing off white teeth,‭ ‬and let myself drift.‭ ‬Feet begin to dissolve,‭ ‬then ankles,‭ ‬legs,‭ ‬as I let myself be swallowed by the random spirals of the universe.‭ ‬No destination,‭ ‬this time.‭ “‬Next time.‭” ‬Maybe my next accidental jump will be as...‭ ‬satisfying,‭ ‬as this one.

Only one way to find out.

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[quintuple anal]