Chapter 2 - An Assassin's Ego (ASHE/AKALI)

Sona jerked off from voyeuring Vi and Caitlyn kissing. But unfortunately, she got caught by Akali. And while Akali was waiting for Sona to come and make a deal, she reminisced her first night with Ashe, filled with rough anal and urethra insertion. 

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Two months have passed since Sona joined the League. Now she was traveling through the jungle, just doing what she had to. People thought she was useless, but one day she would prove they were wrong. I just need time - She thought.

Suddenly she heard Caitlyn calling for help nearby, being surrounded by huge golems. As she just rushed up intending to assist the cop, a silhouette emerged from a cliff above and behind the group. Vi appeared, plunged in with her fists, shaking the ground below. And with a roar, the 2 were easily wiped out. Vi, without bothering to check if they were still moving, rushed up to the smaller girl. Unnecessary away, she definitely knew no one and nothing could survive a direct impact from those Hextech fists. 

And they locked lips.

Well, not actually, as Caitlyn was a bit surprised, but immediately reacted, with a satisfied smile, gave out her tongue and coiled it with the pink head's. 'Slurp, slurp, slurp'... So sloppy, eager and wet, drool started to drip from their chins. Vi did not care, but her lover did. Just as the threads of spit almost dropped down, Caitlyn twisted them with her delicate fingers of a sniper, and shove them deep inside the bigger girl's mouth, hungered for some taste of their love, and savored it before swallowing satisfiedly with a 'Gulp'. While the brunette had dropped her rifle for a free hand to caress the bulge on her lover's tight pants, Vi's equipments were not so easily removed, and thus she was somewhat annoyed, for not being able the grope those delicious breasts in front of her. The size is just right for a cop, not so big to get in the way of her job. And keep this a secret, alright: The puffy nipples are her weakness.

Those two were isolated in their own world. They didn't notice meters away, there was a cyan haired voyeur. With a sigh, Sona withdrawed, as they almost finished and got back to work. She wished she had turned her eyes away sooner so she hadn't seen this, but no crying over spilled milk now. 

After finding a private spot, under the umbrage of a big tree, she squatted, dragged the long dress up her knees, and her underwear to one side of her crotch. With one finger already wet from her spit, she held her breath, relaxed her outer sphincter, and slowly shove it inside. Thank God she had released the feces early in the morning, so she did not have to worry about getting dirtied by her waste. Eventually, she found a pace. Now trapped in her own world as well, Sona visualized the kiss, dragged her tongue out and tried to coil it with an imaginary tongue. More... more... kiss me more... Mistress... The insides of her asshole got hotter as her finger moved faster. And soon she came, spurting on to the ground, which got quickly absorbed by the soil. Done but not quite satisfied, she fixed her clothes, stood up, and went to the river nearby to wash her finger. And continued her duty.

As her time of service today was finished, she returned to the Summoner's Rift to return home. But as she was just about to reach to the portal and got teleported, a somewhat hurried Akali rushed past her, slightly brushed her shoulder, and disappeared inside the portal. Well, guess i'm not worth paying attention at all. Sona let out a sigh, and stepped inside as well, then vanished. 

The first thing for her to do when she gets home is to change clothes. But as she untied her dress, she could feel something on her back. With the outfit now fell to her feet, she turned around, and noticed a folded paper on top of it. It must be Akali's. She had put it in the slit between Sona's back and her dress. And she couldn't realize it right then because she got distracted by the brush. What... what could this be?

Curious and also scared, Sona's heart pounded like crazy as she opened the paper. 

"I know your dirty secret. Come to my place wearing your DJ outfit at 7 PM, alone, and do not bring that instrument with you. Below is the passcode"

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Caitlyn and Vi put up a good show, but they didn't expect to have Sona as the audience, who really enjoyed it. And Sona, while not expecting to have audience either, did amuse the sneaky ninja. A virgin pleasuring herself with a finger deep in her ass outdoors, not what you can see everyday. And as the mute musician dragged her skirt up, a not very awesome truth, but still engrossing, was revealed: 

Sona was a dickgirl.

No one could have seen that coming. Absolutely no one. When they saw that DJ outfit, they thought they knew everything she got underneath. Her crotch showed no bulge whatsoever, so they were all so sure that she was a girl. Which means 3 holes to shove their cocks deep inside, if they got the chance that is. But yes, she got a cock. A cock of a 10 years old. Only 3 inch at best. In her erect state. But still stayed limp as Akali saw it. Her ballsack was just slightly bigger than 1 testicle of a normal person, with all skin and no visible shape of her testicles whatsoever. And thus as one would expect, the stuff they could produce was always watery, like only 10% of it was sperm. If the poor little (dick)girl ever managed to impregnate someone, then you could call it a miracle.   

And that meant she got only 2 holes. But Akali loved the fact. Because now she knew Sona had a weakness to exploit. Just imagine! She would be the first one to get the first taste of that booty! And if the plan went well, which WOULD go well, she could get her own personal whore to receive some seed her balls didn't want to keep. 

Akali's mental health changed drastically ever since she joined the League. While she was called the Fist of Shadow - an assassin who dedicated her life to protect the balance of Valoran - back at her home Ionia, now she was just a face in a crowd of heroes. Her skills were admirable, but no way close to frighten anyone here. And after several months of fighting alongside those warriors, want it or not, her mind was affected, infected. The Ninja learned one thing she thought she would never need: Pleasure in the flesh. And then again, while she was an assassin, who was good at what she did: sneaking and killing, it was all. Thus her first time was all about being a submissive virgin. 

Why did she think Ashe was the right choice? Ashe was a queen, and a queen was supposed to act nobly. Oh wait, Ashe did act like a queen, and Akali, in her mind, was just a servant. Didn't see that coming. The dominant mistress played with her like a toy. A night 4 months ago, they took a bath together in Ashe's personal hot spring inside her mansion, and they disrobed in the bedroom as the night embraced Valoran. While she was still embarrasingly covering her percious spots and shuddered by the cool night air, Ashe grabbed at her shoulders and pushed her down on her knee, pointing the tip of 9 inches now-erected girlmeat at her mouth. At first, she only managed to get 4 inches in, desperately tried to find out the way to do it right, to prove that while she was not as skilled on bed as on the battlefield, she was still a fast learner.

But no, she wasn't. Akali tried to figure out what she was supposed to do, but it was even worse than an amateur's work. Was that her fault? She wasn't given the choice to learn how to be a good slut, so you can't blame her. But Ashe could. Unable to feel anything, she got a bit impatient and tried to shove in some more, hungered to have the Ionian throat caressing her rod. Akali's eyes shot wide as the queen's hands moved to her head, dragging her closer to the Freljord's crotch. Two more inches managed to find their way in before the smaller girl grabbed on her mistress's thighs, preventing the throbbing cock from going any further. She gagged like crazy, unable to breath, while looking up at the dominant one with watery eyes, almost begging her to stop. Because of the tears, she did not notice how Ashe was looking at her with affectionate eyes, but it was the way one would look at their pet. Disappointed, the high Freljord let loose of her grips, and Akali dropped on the floor, coughed hard from her first barely-worthy-to-be-called blowjob.

Thankfully the later part was better, as Ashe knew how to treat a virgin asshole. Not her first time doing this, Akali assumed. The Ionian lied on her back, legs lifted up to her head, and waited for the queen to apply some lotion to her sphincter. Ashe then lubricated her index finger as well. "Take a deep breath. Just relax, the lotion will do their work. Your asshole will welcome my cock soon enough", she whispered in a sultry, sensual tone, and Akali felt at ease. It had been a surprise, hearing dirty words from the throat of a queen. Well, she still did not know how low the queen could get if her ass got fucked. The finger slid inside, and the assassin felt it gliding over the bumps, then pushed on a side here and there. A short while passed with the strange feelings. "Appreciate the changes, my dear. Welcome it, enjoy it. One more finger coming up." Akali held her breath, eyes closed, and another unfamiliar object slid in, spreading the sides of her rectum. Then Ashe told her to bite down on the fingers. Slowly, the fingers, still spreaded wide in a V shape, were pulled back to the entrance, and Ashe checked how loose it got. The lotion worked wonderfully, loosening up her sphincter nicely. Akali could almost felt cool air flowing in. 

And now, 3 slender, flexible fingers of the skilled archer, coated in lubricant, danced around inside. The fun starts now. Ashe had been just massaging around and purposefully avoided the prostate. Then her head came real close to Akali's crotch with her mouth spread wide, buried the whole thing to her throat, and put all the fingers to work on the real spot. Well, Akali's cock was only 6 inches, so it was not that difficult for the experienced queen. She had even pleased Sejuani's dick, which was both as thick and long as her own forearm. Still too much for Akali though. She arched her body backwards, mouth hurriedly gasped for air, as her first prosate orgasm in life approached. "Ah... ah... ah..." Her slim legs thrashed around, her ass lifted higher and her hands held down Ashe's head, as she felt her balls retracted to her crotch excitedly, ready for some hot and fresh streams of baby batter. 

The queen stopped. Her mouth let go of the eager rod, refused to accept the seeds Akali was so willing to give. No, not everyone get to cum inside a queen's mouth. Her type was the strong and brutal dickgirls who could make her insides shift themselves to get more space for the hot battering ram, covered by all kind of veins, tendons and bumps as it was pounding in. And she would do anything for the pleasure, including learning to speak the dirty words which could send you to the lowest hierachy in the eyes of the aristocrats, or getting herself deepthroated by 14 inches of cockmeat which would reach her collarbone, and then she would let them pump their semen directly down her stomach, or pour it directly onto her goddess-like face and white hair, then lap it all into her mouth, wash it all over inside as if the delicious cum was a mouthwash, then savor it, swallow it with a big Gulp, and show her clean mouth with her tongue lolled out before their very eyes like a real first-rate whore, whichever way they prefered. 

Clearly, the small Ionian dickgirl was not one of them.  

"... What... Why...? I was so close..." Akali didn't notice it was the first time her voice was so weak. 

"Sorry dear, but if you were to reach orgasm now, you won't get to feel much when i put this girlcock inside and your first time would be ruined. Now come on, we don't have all night." She made the perfect excuse and lifted the smaller girl's butt up high, Akali's weight now rested on her shoulders and neck. Lots of extra lotion was poured onto the archer's hand, she stroked her own cock with it, and let the rest drip in and on the loosened butthole. She then proceed to draw small circles on the puckhole with her cockhead, and slowly pressed her way in. Good preparations made good outcome. The tip slid in with not much resistance, though Akali's anus did have to do some stretching. They both paused and took a deep breath, as the process was tiring. While the ninja continued holding her breath and focused on relaxing her pucker, the archer held her partner's hips to keep everything in its place, then repeated a cycle: after stuffing 1 inch of her length in, she slowly pulled half an inch out. With that, the rubber band soon lost its tightness, and then as Ashe felt Akali ready to relax her backdoor again, she took the chance, grabbed the slender butt firmly and rammed the sausage in. The little helpless Ionian girl squealed, squirmed, hands gripped the bed sheet, and then a painful moan. They both looked at the place connecting them. Only 2 inches left to go.

Well, now that was enough with the foreplaying. Remember, the queen wasn't a very patient person. It was time for some real action. Ashe now put one leg over the submissive no-longer-a-virgin, and with both a better angle and her weight for better gains, started with some slow but strong thrusts, pulling it halfway out and pushed back inside. Until the process became smoother, she would slightly speed up the pace. So extremely tight as if it was molding just for her size, Akali's insides gave her cockmeat the burning sensation even after all that lubing. But she had trained many sluts before. And she knew what to do with the likes of Akali.

Hmm, no, this won't do. Ashe thought while keeping her eyes on the little girl. Eyes closed, she was enjoying it, all by herself. Time to show who was the one in control. Akali thought she was special, but she had to keep in mind that the only place for her is to be at the bottom, to get impaled by dicks, and meanwhile if her mouth wasn't accompanied with another dick inside, then it should be begging for sticky cum coating her bowels until her belly buldged, while drooling and eyes rolling up in the back of her head like a cheap, greedy slut. And with that thought, the frost archer got so fired up she instinctively made her favorite move: after quickly pulling out until only the head was inside, with fierce strength of a Freljord, she rammed it back inside, all the way, burying herself to the hilt, and her balls clapped with the Ionian ninja's round, muscular butt. 

Akali felt like her prostate had been crushed. It hurted as hell and while Akali was well trained for pain, well enough to just let out a muffled scream instead of cursing like Ahri or letting a loud groan of agony like Karma, her butthole was not so well trained, and she knew it was something she didn't want to feel again. But what came after that was different, was it because of the lube? 3 inches more in length and 1 inch more in width of her own was filled all inside her bowels, which made her stomach bulged slightly. The insides were burning as well, and while her nerves were telling her that she needed to push that thing out, some part of her thought otherwise. 

"So this is how a Ionian dickgirl's asshole feels. I know they have the tightest and hottest backdoor, but this is the first time experiencing one with a prostate in the way of my cock." While Ahri was a dickgirl and born in Ionia, she was originally a fox, so she didn't quite feel like Ionian. Not count. "Now, how does it feel to have your prostate pressed against by a cock? I assume your fancy "Ancient Order" didn't teach you about this, right? What a shame if you ask me. I can't imagine how boring a life would be if they don't know about anal sex.". If moments ago, Ashe was still trying to play nice, now she got what shee needed for a little push: her own 9 inches of cockmeat inside a dickgirl's virgin backdoor, and if Akali resisted, her prostate would beg to differ. But the poor slut doesn't have to openly admit it though! Her body and her mind could keep it between them as their little secret. In fact, she didn't care very much about the teasing stuff, like "Yes, my asshole is yours!" "I'm a slave of your cock!" "Please, i'll do anything, just give me your cum!".After all, whores are to be felt, and not heard. For her, the important part is for them to remember what they were meant to do, and that was to spread their asshole wide to give her cock an easy way in.

You know, the people who know best on how to turn others to bottom bitches are bottom bitches themself. And Ashe was the best bottom bitch the world could ask for. 
Akali couldn't answer the question though, her hands covered a face with drools rolling off,  blurry tears running down the cheeks blushed in shame and anger, but also by a newfound ectasy. It was different from finishing a target. In contrary, this one showed her how it felt to be weak, to be powerless, to be controlled, and it felt... kind of nice. So she just remained her position, with her member higher than her head, directly pointed its tip towards her eyes, precum leaked on her face and chest, leaving all of her to the queen's mercy.

As Ashe saw her painful moment faded away, she started the thrusting again. And not for long Akali's hips moved along as well, experiencing the feeling of what was like taking a shit over and over again, only less dirty and more shameful. The satisfying sensation of being able to extract all of them out just to have them stuffed all back inside again before repeating the cycle, it felt so... so strange. Akali had seen many things over the past 10 years most people couldn't see in their whole lives, but this was in her after all this time and she only got to feel it now? The wise speech "The more you know, the less you know" made sense to her in such a twisted way. 
"Fuck, this is not even close to being tight... It's like your asshole wants to bite my dick off!" Ashe groaned in her frenzied pace, but Akali didn't really listen. She was already close to being unconcious. On cloud nine as her prostate got rubbed rapidly, there was nothing of an assassin in her now, but just a cheap whore driven mad by cocks. Her eyes rolled around aimlessly, her visions went vivid. Mouth fell open with a blissful and joyously tormented expression, she gasped and moaned, her body convulsed, fingers dug deep into the sheets like she could tear it in two as she rushed down the road to her first anal orgasm. 

"Ugh... ah... ah... Ahhhhh!"

Akali came, her cock erupted the first load, strings of semen went directly into her open mouth, and she had a taste of her own milky cockjuice for the first time. It tasted bitter, salty, and tasted like sex. Some went straight into her throat and she instinctively had to swallow it with a bit choking. The next streams laid on her face, which were so gooey and thick that they just sticked onto her skin, making her face a mess as she fainted.

Well, for someone as experienced in training whores as the queen of Freljord, while this happened sooner than she had anticipated, this situation was expected. And planned. So Ashe reached her hand to the table next to their bed, her slender fingers grabbed the stick dipped in a glass of liquid. Even though Akali already passed out, her cock was still hard after the intense orgasm. So the archer grabbed it with one hand, and the other one carefully slid the stick with uneven bumps inside. Had the ninja not been unconcious, she wouldn't have been able to put this in the little girl's urethra without some resistance. Now it was all the way inside and still had enough length to pull out, but of course Akali wouldn't get to do that. Her cock wouldn't even be able to cum or to get limp either.

After half an hour later, Akali slowly came to, but not in an comfortable way though, as Ashe grew bored of waiting, and started slamming her still aching and rock hard dick inside. Still dazed after a too short rest, her eyes moved around to see everything around her still stayed the same as before, but her body said something else. Her arms were both put behind her back and she couldn't move it at all... And her cock... Was there something in her urethra!?

Her eyes went straight from blurry to shot wide, as she noticed what was wrong. "What the hell is this!? Why is there a stick in my cock!?" Above her, Ashe smirked indifferently with sultry eyes. Her firm breasts hanged down. "Finally awake, i see. Shall we continue the fun now?" as the queen turned her around, now to doggystyle, her dick hanged below with both the erection and from the stick inside its length. Ashe grabbed her bound arms and continued what she was doing. "I spent a whole lot of work stretching this ashhole for you, and you repaid your Queen by cumming before her? Bad sluts need to be punished! This thing will remind you that you can't cum until i say so!"

With every bits of liberty taken from her, the weak and powerless Ionian assassin's thoughts were all focused on her crotch. She felt like her lungs were being pushed and her insides desperately tried to shift themselves to get more space for the dominant Freljord's incredible fuckstick, which felt even bigger now. And so was her own girldick, with her prostate getting stimulated by extreme pressure and the urethra stick inserted gave her an extra feeling of fullness; which led all the veins on it almost exploded with the blood packed inside. 

Akali had ejacuated before, so she had some more time to hold her sexual desire while trying to wait for Ashe to cum first. However, that small advantage was still far from enough to defeat the veteran, as the ninja could feel the urge to wet the bed sheets. While the seal inside her cock was doing a far better job than her mind with suppressing the hot liquid inside, the way it did was too agonizing for her fragile genitals to bear, as cum bubbled up inside with the urge to release. 

Even though Ashe was an expert, she still had her limit. And with a virgin hole coiling around, gripping and milking her shecock, it was too much to hold back. And there was no reason to hold back, actually. Everything was going just as planned. And she slammed in even harder and faster, their ballsack collied so hard they created so loud and erotic sound, echoed into the large room. As Freljord was a tribe far up to the North, her ballsack was hairy and as fat as two apples with dark, thick skin covered to keep them warm. And another was only a third of that size at best, shaved carefully, with a fair complexion. That ball smacking was torment to Akali's testicles, as they were swelled with semen, and only tortured Akali more as she tried to hold her painful moans down her throat. Little did she know that those muffled sounds really helped, made her queen even more aroused, and Ashe threw her head back, eyes to the ceiling, teeth gritted in a mad grin. She was in control the whole time, but now she needed more to make the perfect ejacuation. Her grip on Akali's arms got even tighter as she adjusted the pace so the upcoming streams of thick, gooey and clumpy seeds could shoot as far as to the guts, which would stay there for days and make it difficult for Akali to put her head in the business out there. 

"Oh... oh... Ohhhh!!" Ashe came, the meaty dick blasted one after another stream of gushing hot and creamy load into the Ionian's bottom part of her digestive system. With the strong sprays, Akali could felt each spurt distinctly, coating her insides and her visions white with baby-batter. Thank God there wasn't enough to come out her mouth, otherwise she would have to rethink about digestive system being a one-way road.

"Fucking hell... So... So good!!". Ashe commented with ragged breath, let loose of her grip and Akali fell facedown to a pillow below while their crotch. Which made it difficult to breath, but she too had one hell of a muted orgasm, so she could barely move, instead just inhaled some air the soft surface below barely got to offer. As she felt the slowly softening dick got pulled out and then Ashe laid down for a short rest behind, hardly any liquid found their way out, other than one string dripped as the stranger in her asshole escaped. And when she carefully collapsed to her side so as to rest her knees and not to accidentally hurt her still inserted dick, only some semen leaked out, leaving a small stain below her round butt. But as she could tell, this wasn't even half of what she felt getting their way inside her. And Akali frowned at the thought.

But no crying over spilled dick milk now. There was still another... aching issue. As the denied urge to ejacuate passed by, her crotch was less painful now. Still far from being comfortable though. After waiting for a while without seeing any sign of going to help her from the large woman, who was visibly content after releasing her pent up lust, stroking her half-limp member, Akali lifted her head up. "If you aren't going to remove this thing for me, then at least untie me!" 

"I didn't say you could cum after me. I said you could only cum if i said so. And that's when i'm truly satisfied. And let me tell you, you gotta do far better than this, or i'm afraid it could take a few more hours!" 

Akali's face grimaced at the news. She realized this was gonna be the hardest night she ever had, even harder than that night of her first assassination. At least that night, she still had been the one in control of her body. Now it looked like the only part she could use was her clenched up pucker.

Even though the night air ouside was pretty cold, their bedroom got warmed with the ragged breaths and the intense orgasm built up by both the dickgirls inside, which left their bodies sweating. Ashe, the dominant queen, now stood on the floor next to her bed, grabbed the knees of her submissive servant, plunged her throbbing erection and made a mess inside. Meanwhile, the one below was having a hard time trying to keep control over her body and will just for one purpose: make the queen cum. And for that, she desperately synchronized her hips' pace with the queen's punching to her lungs, and tightened her pucker as much as she could, even though that meant more of the sharp pain from dry friction and when the cockmeat inside her got dragged out, she felt as if her sphincters were going to be turned inside-out along with it. Which added more grieve for the thobbing cock outlined with veins stuffed to fullness by a stick with bumps stretching her urethra, and the balls swelled with bubbling creamy cum begging for a chance to escape. 

"Oh, yes! That's the spirit! Show me what you can offer!" 

Well, it's strange to find out how much people can get motivated to do better just by a compliment. Akali felt herself renewed, and concentrated more on it. But there was nothing else she could think to do. Well, not by action, to be exact. Maybe begging the queen would help. But her mind struggled at that thought. It meant submiting to Ashe. If she did that, there would be no way back. Yes. It would be with her for the rest of her life. No running away from something which stays in your head. But is it really that bad? Imagine. The queen would give her plenty of- No! I would never do something so degrading! I was chosen to be the Fist of Shadow from hundreds!

And thus there was only one last choice. Finally stopped holding her voice, Akali let out loud and long groans as she felt inches sliding in and out, massaging her overly sensitive prostate, panted and drooled as her pucker expanded in radius to greedily accept the girth as it went in, and squeezed ever so tightly when it went out. 

The mirror behind her back reflected her soft, delicious buns jiggled with each thrust, and between them were two smaller legs than her own spreaded wide, shaked, squirmed, kicked around; feet straightened and the toes convulsed with intense. The room was filled with a sweet symphony of moaning and groaning, gasping and cursing. Most of the cursing part was from Ashe though, as Akali was too focused on the objective of making her queen feel good, but some time now and thn she would spout out those words as well. And the Freljord smiled satisfiedly at the development. Yes... That's more like it... Now even this slut's O-ring and innards feel like living things, hungrily milking my butter! Very well...

Akali knew it was coming, as the 9 inches of cockmeat inside throbbed even more, the thrusting became more rapid, and hasty breaths... They would cum together! The excitement made her legs wrapped Ashe's waist, just as the queen released her grip to move to the bottom bitch's crotch, one hand grabbed on the modest breast to keep the body in place, and the other one lifted the stick with care, quickly pulled it all the way until only half of it was inside... before mercilessly shoved it back deep inside, earning a shriek of agony from the dry throat, as it also shoved all the cum rising up back to where they belonged, swirling and struggling inside the small but swelled testicles.

And then, feeling her own orgasm approached, her dick would twitch and extract girl butter inside just like the first time, only less in amount and no thrusting while cumming this time as Akali's legs already gripped her so tightly and she still remembered to pull the stick all the way out, freeing her little servant from her long denied ejacuation.

"You did a great job for a disobedient whore. Here, take your reward."

Akali unconciously spoke her mind out loud "Thank.. kyahhh!!" before erupting. Did the archer hear that? Maybe. Maybe not. Because the last thing she saw was the head of her queen arched back, eyes shut tight, her mouth open in exquisite ectasy. But who cared anyway? Certainly not Akali, because she was still in her orgasmic anguish, her tongue dragged out, eyes rolled to the back of her skull completely, while her own lot was firing up high and then landed on her breasts, her face, her hair, everywhere, with each load so thick of sperms she could clearly feel them coursing in her stretched urethra before taking their fresh breath outside. After something like the sixth , her orgasm finally died down, but she could still see her miserable member convulsing non-stop with semen leaking out from the glans on to her stomach, with all the muscle fibers oulined as the result of the first intense and relentless dry prostate stimulation of her life.

With that, they were both spent and ready to call it a night. 

Akali, before collapsing without even asking her not-quite-equal partner to untie her hands, the last thought remained in her conciousness was questioning herself: Did she manage to hold her urge in after all this time because she wanted to prove that she wouldn't lose to some erotic torture, or was it because she didn't want Ashe, her Mistress get unpleasant?

Maybe it was none of the above. Perhaps because it just... felt... so good...

Ashe, finally satisfied, felt the sleepiness taking over herself too. With her slowly getting flaccid meatstick still inside, she fixed her messy white hair after a wild anal fuck. Held the small dirty Ionian dickwhore in her arms, with delicate fingers carressed the muscular but slender figure, a bit contrary to her own, which was meaty and covered with a layer of fat. But hey, for the Freljords, or at least someone who spent their life living in the cold of the North, that was only natural. Took one last look at the slut's innocent sleeping face, she remembered what kind of stupid, blissfully tortured expression Akali made while both enjoying being the bottom bitch she was and resisting the eager to scream like a banshee as she wetted the bed sheets. Maybe i should keep her around. For a so called protector of equilibrium, her face looks so damn funny. She closed her eyes with that last thought and enjoyed her well-earned rest.

***

And then, the morning after that night... Remembering it almost made her cock hurt with erection as all the blood gathered in it. That very morning, much to her malcontent, Akali had learned to accept that there was a cheap slut in her. And all the endeavor to resist last night became her regret, for not enjoying herself to the max.

Yes, that scene was still so clear and fresh in her mind. After a night of agonizing ectasy, the lower half of her body ached and tired as hell, and she could have slept for the half of that day. But no, she still had to tend her queen's morningwood. Still half-unconcious, she felt being lifted up, her knees at the same level with her head. Well, she was trained to be extremely flexible, so it was no difficulty even if she was sleeping. But why did she have to be in this shameful position? Something long inside her intestines already answered that question.

Ashe was behind her, grabbing her legs up high. On those huge and warm boobs like a pair of well stuffed pillows her back rested, somewhat comforted her. If yesterday, Ashe's cock was so hot and big, it was as hard as a steel rod this morning. Most of the cum dried out, and that left her insides burning. It felt like a smithy down there. But she doubted it was her sphincter that were reshaping the rod. Actually it was the opposite, the rod was forging her insides, and maybe her mind as well. With each thrust, a part of her pride faded away, as she knew nothing could replace this feeling of being at another girldick's mercy. With each thrust, her body thrashed around, her eyes dazed, her stupid grin spreaded wider and-

*Ding*... *Ding*... *Ding*...