Chapter 9 - Katarina and Cassiopeia - Embrace of the Lamia (Image)

Syndra was sitting on the throne in the enormous grey room. Marble pillars decorated the sides of the walls, edging away to the entrance some distance away. The throne itself was set atop a pile of blocks, with a carved staircase leading up to her feet. She posed her regal best, atop her large grey throne. Her back was straight, her hands postured, fingers clasping the armrests. Her expression was blank as she surveyed them.

Below her, half a dozen women were kneeling, heads bowed, but not by choice. They were completely constricted by Syndra's enchanted bondage gear. Sivir and Miss Fortune, Diana and Leona, Caitlyn, Sona and Janna.

Caitlyn did her best to be stoic, staring resolutely at the ground. Leona had a proud, defiant face, staring directly at her tormentor. Sona was bent farthest over, her pendulous breasts almost seeming to be keeping her down. Janna, beside her, merely looked sad.

The rest of them were struggling, however, fighting against their bonds. Sivir took deep breaths and held them, then contorted herself into odd positions, nearly falling over. Fortune wriggled and grunted girlishly. But none struggled harder than Diana. Frothy-mouthed, panting and seething, slamming her knees against the floor.

"You there, Lunari girl. Quiet."

Diana spared her a look of deepest festering hate, and then began to scream as loud as she could, a bloodcurdling cry that caused Sona to wince and Leona to wobble.

After a few seconds of enduring it, Syndra cast her hand out, a blast of purple magic flying out and latching onto Diana's mouth and nose. She arched her eyebrows and doubled her efforts, her feral scream now muted. Fortune stopped to watch. Diana continued to thrash for half a minute before her face began to turn white.

Leona burst out. "You're choking her!"

"Scum doesn't deserve air. She will succumb, or she will die."

Diana fell to the ground, still working madly to try and bring her hands away from her back.

"YOU'RE KILLING HER!"

Syndra threw out her hand menacingly. "Speak out of turn once more, and receive the same punishment."

Before long, Diana's movements slowed, and with a final jarring shudder, stopped. Syndra flicked her wrist, and the purple goo dissolved onto the stone floor.

"Only unconscious," she said with a smirk. "I have no reason to damage my property."

"Property?!" yelled Fortune. "You don't own us!"

Syndra put her finger to her cheek. "No?" she intoned."Your will is strong. But you will not have to worry about having one any longer."

"You can't take away my will!" grunted Sivir.

Syndra leaned forward and grinned. "No? Perhaps you should meet someone. In fact, re-meet her, as I believe you have been previously acquainted..."

A loud clicking noise announced her entrance. A few of the bound women turned to the noise. Janna's jaw dropped.

"But things have changed."

Irelia, clad in almost nothing, stepped her way across the throne room on three-inch heels. She was wearing the same bondage gear as the rest of them. Sona swallowed. But, the way she's wearing it is different. She is not its prisoner, as we are. She is empowered by it, reveling in it.

Irelia did not turn her head at all, merely staring at the floor in complete submission as she walked down the middle of the room. She approached the steps that lead up to the throne, and knelt.

"Come."

Irelia kicked away her shoes and began to climb like a dog, her hands reaching out to find the next stair, scraping her knees against the stone. It took her a few seconds to ascend to where Syndra was.

Syndra smiled benevolently and took one hand away from the throne's armrest, curling her fingers around the glowing band on her crotch and sliding it gently away. Her cock flopped out, four inches half-hard.

"Hah!" yelled Leona. "How can you hope to call yourself our leader? You're half as long as me and Diana!"

Syndra turned her head, focusing one purple eye onto the yellow woman, feeling stung by the remark. "As I mentioned, things change," she said coldly. "Irelia, the Will of the Blades," she cooed. Janna straightened up as she realized what was coming next. "Suck me off."

"Yes, mistress," she moaned breathlessly, allowing her tongue to rest on her chin before diving straight onto Syndra's shaft, taking her entire length into her mouth, licking its underside feverishly. "Mmmmh, Aahmmmm, gllkk."

"Do you see?" she crowed. "Even a woman as strong and independent as Irelia bows to ME!"

"That… that will n—never…" stuttered Fortune, distracted by the subtle sucking noise emanating from between Syndra's legs, and the less-subtle bobbing motion of Irelia's head.

"Even Irelia," growled Sivir.

"Even Irelia," said Janna.

"Uhhhnn" she moaned, and laid her hand on the back of Irelia's head, pressing her deeper onto her crotch. The Ionian whore had found such an incredible affinity for blowjobs, and in particular, guzzling liter after liter of Syndra's tainted cum, that it was almost painful to be separated from her mistress. Therefore it was with a redoubled hunger that she licked and slurped, lavishing her perfect 6-inch meat with her tongue, wrapping it around her head and deepthroating it as best she could. She was practically going insane with lust, the immense psychic pressure and mind-wiping aroma causing her hands and fingers to twitch constantly as she tried to stop herself from jacking off.

Sona and Janna watched in distress as the person they considered the most strong-willed in the entire League submit herself for Syndra's pleasure. Before long, they noticed a firmness in their loins from the erotic show, Janna's hard-on pressing into her navel. Sona licked her lips and shifted, her giant breasts bouncing comically. Fortune looked down, and realized that she had been caressing her own large penis thoughtlessly. She spared a glance to the side, at Sivir, who was sitting with her hands on her knees, staring upwards. While she was trying to appear disinterested, her 8-inch cock throbbed powerfully only a few inches away from her slightly-open mouth.

Syndra smiled wider and leaned her head back to the throne, closing her eyes in bliss. Irelia's talented tongue was dancing all around, soaking every inch of her cock with saliva. The bitch didn't even dare to look up at her, she merely stared at her Mistress' pelvis, working her mouth furiously. Under such stimulation, even Syndra's sore dick couldn't hold out very long. She wrapped her dainty fingers around the base of her cock and squeezed, cumming at last. She moaned and thrust forward, burying her glans in Irelia's willing throat.

Syndra came hard, her orgasm lasting at least thirty seconds, and each second a new burst of semen was orally injected straight into her thirsty cumwhore. Irelia sucked valiantly, swallowing what she could, but couldn't handle Syndra's production: Her slippery sperm backed up in her mouth, before filling that, too, ending up spilling a good deal of it onto the throne.

Irelia collapsed, and lay back against Syndra's toned leg, white cream spilling out of her nose. She brought one hand up and began to gently play with her own nipple, the other hand grasping her enormous cockhead and rubbing.

"Do you understand now? I have broken the Will of the Blades. You are all going to become as nymphomaniacal as this slut here."

The room was silent, they were all far too afraid to speak.

"However, I am a kind and generous leader. Those who follow me willingly, swear allegiance even as you stand before me now, will experience the greatest pleasures the world can offer you."

She stood up, doing her best to ignore the wet blob of cum that slid down her leg. She began to make her way down the throne, walking gracefully, the trailing bands of her "dress" making gentle swishes behind her as her cock swayed.

"Who is ready to call me mistress?" she said as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

Still, nobody spoke.

"Sona, surely… You cannot speak, so simply nod."

Nothing.

"I know you loved the fox-woman. She too will I bring here, in time. Join me."

The Maven of the Strings nodded slowly. Janna opened her mouth, then closed it again. She blinked. "If Sona is doing it, then so am I! You are our mistress, and no other!"

Miss Fortune looked sideways at Sivir, who had closed her eyes and was breathing calmly. Her dick was as solid as ever, just the same as Sarah's was. "Y—yes," said Fortune. "I accept your terms, Mistress."

"Wonderful. We have three more, and now we are five. Anyone else?"

Caitlyn, silent through the entire procession, turned her head to the side, though even her dick stood tall and hard. She sighed deeply, and nodded. "Mistress," she offered.

"Sivir?"

Sivir grunted "No."

"And Leona, I can assure you that no harm will come to Diana. You can join me in bliss, and wait for her to come to the realization that you were both made to serve me."

Leona looked at her unconscious lover, met Syndra's gaze, and shook her head.

"Is that a 'no'?"

Leona's face was ashen. "No… It is not a 'no'… Mistress…"

Syndra made a toothy grin. "You have made a wise choice. As for the rest…" She snapped her fingers, and everyone who had rejected her disappeared in a flash of purple.

"Where did they go?" murmured Caitlyn.

" I will, eventually, have you all, but I would rather not force it. They are in my dungeon, I shall deal with them later. "

Janna moved slightly. "What's going to happen to us?"

"I am going to assign you to your duties."

"What might those be?" said Janna helpfully, her breasts bouncing again.

Syndra walked over to Janna, and looked pointedly at her own cock. "Kiss it."

"Mistress," she cooed, bringing both of her hands up to Syndra's penis to clasp it ever so gently. She pursed her pink lips together and laid a loving smooch on her purple head before drawing away, a tiny string of precum briefly connecting them. It broke, and Syndra's dick grew slightly larger.

"Sona, kiss it."

Sona frowned slightly, almost a sneer. She remained hunched over, bringing her jaw up and giving it a quick peck. Her penis swelled half an inch.

"Caitlyn."

Caitlyn straightened up and kissed it, much more deeply than Janna had. She opened her lips slightly and sucked the tip of it into her mouth, licking the bottom. A few seconds passed where they could all hear Caitlyn working her cockhead gently with her tongue.

"Your fervor is appreciated, Slave" said Syndra, pushing her away gently. Her dick engorged to seven and a half inches long, and almost two inches across.

Back on the throne, Irelia flushed and arched her eyebrows.

Syndra stepped over to the final convert. "Leona?"

The sun princess looked up with bleak eyes.

"Kiss it."

Her expression tightened in pain.

"KISS MY COCK!" she roared, grabbing Leona's head and jamming herself as deeply as she could go, immediately plunging herself to the hilt in the poor woman's throat.

The entire room was motionless for a few moments, Syndra halting as she realized what she had done. She was about to say something, when she felt a gentle suction from below. She looked down, and saw Leona's head bobbing away dutifully, her hands on her knees as she applied another layer of saliva with her tongue, working to receive Syndra's cum.

"Good…"


* * *

"Cassie, can you—Eeew!"

Katarina had pushed her way into Cassiopeia's room without knocking, only to find her sister in a rather compromising situation.

She was laying on her back, spread languidly on her pussy-pink loveseat, with her coils stretched out below her on the floor. Her large breasts were jiggling with effort as she casually jerked herself off. Both of her arms were working slowly, each one gripping a different one of her pair of enormous, slimy cocks. They were positioned beside each other, jutting out at a slight angle to each other, giving comfortable access for her hands. They were long, almost a foot each, and their shafts were extremely thick: Her mushroomed heads barely flared at all in comparison. Their color was quite flushed, pink, as if she had rubbed them raw. Big globs of pearly cum were continuously flowing out of her gaping urethras, sliding down her meaty cocks, pooling in her fingers and running rivulets down her scaly body.

Katarina's mouth dropped open. It was the first time she had seen her sister masturbating.

"Why… hello there… ssssister," grunted Cassiopeia, not slowing her casual pumping down whatsoever. In fact, Katarina's presence only seemed to entice her: Cassiopeia stared directly into her eyes, her thin tongue licking her lips sensuously as she panted, her dicks pouring creamy seed out onto her hands.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

Cassiopeia's laugh was clear and loud, a laugh of genuine mirth. "Why, ssssister dear, I'm merely enjoying my… unique body…"

"Do you have to do that around me!?"

"It's not my fault you walked into my room during one of my… sssssexual peaksss."

"Don't be so gross about it. And stop staring at me!"

Cassiopeia shifted slightly, but didn't stop jacking off. Slowly her coils arranged themselves, coming together in a sidewinding pattern. "Why?"

Katarina shifted. "Because," she said haughtily, "I'm not one of your playthings."

Cassiopeia didn't respond, merely tilting her head forward and looking down at her pair of erect tools, still surging out bubbling cum all over her hands. She jerked relentlessly, closing her eyes allowing her mouth to hang open, panting lewdly. "Haaaaah… Hahhhhh…" Slowly, her tongue began to spool down onto her bounteous chest. After a little while, she flashed her eyes upwards, giving Katarina a lusty look through her eyelashes. "You aren't interested? Then why are you still staring?"

Katarina twitched and looked away, unable to hide the growing bulge in her skin-tight leather pants. "I'm not going t—to do anything weird with you. I want to talk."

Cassiopeia smiled to herself and began to lift herself up onto her coils, one of her hands falling to her side, still dripping with cum as she slithered forward. The other hand grabbed both dicks at once, pressing their throbbing masses into each other so that their heads squished together wetly. She spoke in her most sultry, seductive voice. "And what about what I want, sister dear?"

"I—It doesn't matter… you're just some kind of maniac, I'm getting out of here—" Katarina stuttered, turning.

"Now now," said Cassiopeia suddenly, grabbing Katarina by the wrist, immediately slathering a great deal of cum onto the girl.

"What are you doing?" she said, voice becoming hard.

"I didn't say I wouldn't hear you out… I just wanted to know what I was going to get in return."

"I—I'm serious…"

"Of coursssse you are, dear," whispered Cassiopeia, slowly lowering her body, until her head was just above Katarina's, enjoying the thrill of having her sister look up at her submissively. "What did you want to sssaaay?"

"I needed to tell you…" she said, involuntarily flicking her gaze between Cassiopeia's lusty eyes and her throbbing, twitching, cum-slick heads hovering just a few inches below her chin. "Something…"

"Mmmmmmm?"

"LeBlanc…" she stuttered, breathing in the heady musk, "LeBlanc was talking about disappearing champions…"

"Is that so," she said huskily, letting her hot breath spill out over Katarina's ever-so-close lips…

Without thinking, Katarina's eyes softened and she bit her lip, wetting it with her tongue…

Cassiopeia tilted her head and closed her eyes, laying her tongue on her own lips …

Katarina blinked twice, quickly, taking a staggered breath, before Cassiopeia leaned forward and allowed their tongues to touch…

And their lips met, in an entirely sapphic and incestual french-kiss. Katarina's dick strained against the fibers of her panties as she felt the texture of Cassiopeia's lips not for the first time, but certainly for the first time as lovers. She gasped as she felt her sister's mouth come alive, nipping and sucking playfully at hers. Slowly, she began to return her affections, and slipped her tongue inside.

They kissed ever-so-softly, their ears filled with the wet sounds of their tongues playing together. Katarina moved slowly, still unsure about what she was doing. If it's wrong, why does it feel so good? Cassiopeia's well-practiced tongue danced circles around the girl, poking and licking at her lips, her cum-covered hands slowly riding up Katarina's arms, up to her shoulders. Katarina twitched. "This is… wrong…"

"Is it?" Cassiopeia said, reaching down and cupping Katarina's crotch, grinning as she fondled her patckage. Katarina glanced down and hissed as she noticed her enormous erection, her meat straining against the elastic. "Mmmm," Cassiopeia mumbled. "Nice and big."

The lamia, still gently massaging her shaft through her clothes, brought her other hand up, capturing Katarina's chin between her fingers and forcing their lips together once more, her snake-like tongue slithering playfully into her mouth. Katarina moaned, the sensations coming from her penis far too strong to ignore anymore. Almost immediately, she surrendered to her desires: She ran her hand through Cassiopeia's hair, tilting her head and unleashing her tongue to explore her sister's mouth in earnest, letting out a feverish moan as she did. She hiked up her leg, pressing her bulge tightly against Cassie's strong body.

Their touch was electric. Katarina shivered with barely-contained lust as she felt her sister's serpentine body rub her up and down even as they continued their incredible incestuous make out. Cassie's breasts were far larger than her own, and they rested gently atop her more-reasonable C-cup rack. But, best of all these sensations was the feeling of Cassiopeia's titanic drooling cocks pressing up into her bare stomach, bubbling over with incredibly thick and slimy semen that just seemed to get everywhere.

Katarina broke the kiss at last, throwing her head back and panting for breath, but keeping her arms held tight around Cassiopeia's waist. "Ahhh, goddess! This feels incredible!"

"There isss art in the kill, and you have it. Asss for me, I am a consort for life."

Katarina felt her head spin. She looked down to see Cassiopeia's dicks still valiantly spewing cum, just waiting for a hole to lubricate. As a result, her toned stomach was completely covered in the stuff, dozens of thin strings connecting her skin to Cassie's heads.

"Gross," she said faintly, a weak attempt to hide her arousal as the clear-white goop stuck to her hand, webbing it together. She stretched out her hand and laid it right on top of her giant cockhead, her fingers just long enough to curl around her crown. She squeezed gently, and Cassiopeia purred. "Dirty girl… Jack me off?"

Katarina swallowed. If this was her output when she wasn't cumming, what would happen if she drove her double-dicks to orgasm right in her face? She bit her lip at the idea, and delicately wrapped her fingers around her thick shafts.

"That a girl," Cassie smirked, her expression quickly changing to one of uncontrolled naughtiness as Katarina really started to work at it, pushing and pulling her dickskin as hard as she could. It took almost two seconds to fully pump. Just one of the amazing perks of having foot-long dicks, she mused as her mind was bathed in incestuous pleasure. She threw her head back and howled, not caring if the help heard her. She closed her eyes and bit her lip just as Katarina had, "Mmmmm, fuck…" she moaned girlishly. "Fuh! Fuckkkkk…"

Katarina's mouth hung open in a sexual stupor, panting in lust as kinks she didn't even know she had were suddenly being fed. She stared transfixed at her sister's throbbing, pre-spewing cocks as they coated her hands in a second layer of salty slime. She was no expert at sex, but there wasn't much she could do wrong here. She noticed that Cassie's wails of pleasure became even higher-pitched the harder she squeezed her dongs, so she redoubled her efforts to choke them out, pumping even faster even as Cassie started to instinctively thrust into her fingers.

The smell was driving her wild. Carefully, Katarina leaned forward, never slowing her handjob for a second, until her lips were poised directly above her sister's drooling cumslit. Not wasting a moment, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and started to try to shove it in, moaning as the taste of Cassiopeia's jism finally flooded her mouth.

Her sister's warm lips were Cassiopeia's trigger. She screamed as she came, feeling her ultra-powerful lamia muscles violently force semen up her twin pricks until finally it came surging forth, one sending thick ropes of cream far across the room and splattering onto the wall, the other blasting right into Katarina's hot mouth.

Katarina's dick nearly popped free as she finally tasted the salty sperm pouring directly into her mouth, forcing its way down her throat before she could even think about swallowing. She choked slightly, but kept on jacking off Cassiopeia, never wanting the flow to stop. She gripped her sister's other dick tightly and aimed it as far down as she could, until the thick stream was exploding against her shoulder, running down her nubile form and into the valley between her breasts. Finally she forced her head forward and spread her lips wide enough to envelop Cassie's entire cockhead, diving her tongue straight down her sister's distended urethra, acting like a slide to funnel more and more of the life-giving stuff into herself. Her eyes rolled up involuntarily as it began to backwash up her sinuses, cum dripping from her nose like a broken faucet.

Cassiopeia fell backwards with a great puff of air, mercifully freeing both of her cocks from Katarina's clutches. She landed on the couch, breathing hard, with an expression of enormous contentment written on her face. Slowly she moved her hand to one of her softening dicks, grasping it, but unable to stretch all the way around it. She rubbed herself slowly, then opened one eye.

Katarina's tongue dangled, slavering as she stared at her sister's penises. Already she had dug a hand into her pants, rubbing her pussy, even dipping in a finger or two. Cassiopeia laughed lightly, then beckoned. "Come on over, my dear," she purred.

"What… what happened to you, sister?" Katarina gasped at last, her fingers still visible underneath her skin-tight pants. "You're like a giant sperm factory."

Cassiopeia chuckled. "Curses can take any form, my dear… This one, the Eternal Flow, was perhaps intended to render a normal person unable to leave the house for shame, instead it turned firmly in my favor as I became the immediate favorite courtesan for any cum-craving noblewoman." She gripped her penis sensually, pressing her thumb into it and rubbing it very hard, squeezing a significant white goop from her tip. "I don't get precum anymore," she said wistfully. "Every drop of this is real cum, proper cum, and I'm so virile that I could impregnate a brick wall."

Katarina stumbled forward, awkwardly withdrawing her hand, her fingers shining with feminine juices. On the way out, she nudged her cock, which finally poked its head out, her sensitive glans rubbing against the fabric. She moaned. Everything she just said is so hot… Fuck! No!

"This is a horrible mistake!" she said, shaking her head violently.

"Is it?" Cassiopeia said in a jaunty voice. "You ssseemed so sure of yourself when you ssstuck your tongue in my mouth."

"S-stop it!"

"Why should we stop? Look at yourself, you can't deny that you want to have sex with your sister."

"That's…" Katarina trailed off, unable to find the words for what she was feeling. She looked down at her glistening fingers and full erection, and couldn't deny it.

"Now, Katarina, I sssaid, come."

Katarina's mind, so unused to being the submissive one, snapped. Her eyes glazed over in lust, and she fell once more into the serpent's embrace. She opened her lips and began to passionately kiss her sister once more, giving more and more tongue until the taste overwhelmed her. She ran her hands across Cassiopeia's stomach, feeling the ribbed flesh and smooth scales across her fingers. Her penis ached inside her pants, and she began to clumsily unbutton them, finally pushing them down a few inches, allowing her twiching penis to breathe. Katarina was a rock-solid 9 inches, huge, but dwarfed by her sister's enormous mutated members.

She redoubled her kiss, pressing their bodies together, crying out at the unexpected sensation of Cassiopeia's fat pink snake-dicks sandwiching her own sweaty cock. She thrust forward unthinkingly, burying her meat inside the hot, slimy prison, creating a tight and painfully-throbbing area of pure maleness between them. Her eyes shut tightly and her mouth dropped open, accompanied by a girlish moan. The two horny futas instinctively began to rut against each other, jamming their three shafts together as hard as they could even as their tongues licked and played.

As Cassiopeia moved, Katarina tightened her grip on her large body, balancing entirely on top of her as they continued to make out. She pushed forward into the twins' vice grip, allowing her penis to drag across her soft ribbed underside, giving off a tiny moan as each one teased her on the way past. Cassiopeia smiled into the kiss. She "bottomed out," her dick lying flush between their stomachs, a bevy of intense pleasures assailed her mind as she suddenly felt her cockhead rub up against her sister's pair, the soft purple flesh had so much give, and was so warm and wet! It was like mashing together three pieces of putty. Everything squashed to the side of everything else, drowning in cum, driving them wild.

Katarina broke the kiss at last, drawing away with a huge "Mwaah!" as she could take the teasing no longer. She came, hard. Her dick twitched and spasmed violently, her prostate giving a few initial squeezes before cum began to surge forth, painting Cassiopeia's face and dicks with another layer of white. The lamia opened her mouth, managing to catch a few squirts inside, swallowing them with relish. Katarina wrapped her arms around Cassiopeia's neck, staring directly into her eyes as she thrust maniacally, jizzing all over her already cum-covered stomach.

Katarina shrieked in pleasure as her orgasm came to an end, but she didn't stop for a second. She curled down and began to suckle Cassiopeia's soft neck, leaving a pink hicky behind as she moved lower, until her sister's huge bust obscured her entire vision.

"They're like pillows," she huffed, out of breath from her orgasm, running her hand along the edge of one of them. Her eyes flicked downwards briefly, catching another glimpse of her two erect cocks, before flicking back upwards. She wetted her lips and captured one of her sister's hard nipples, sucking on it voraciously, so that Cassiopeia leaned her head back with a great "Hmmmm!" laying her hand on the back of Katarina's crimson hair.

Katarina released the nipple briefly, drawing up one of her hands to the other breast and squeezing in childlike wonder. "I've always wanted to feel up a lecherous woman like you," she whispered.

"A snake?"

"No," she purred, rolling her nipple in her fingers, "Someone with giant, whorish tits."

"Then my tits are yours to use, sssister dear," Cassiopeia said. "So long as I get to use your pussy."

Katarina ignored the comment, opening her mouth and laying her tongue down on her lips, giving her breasts a giant lick that left a light sheen of saliva. She tittered and brought up her other hand, fondling her basketball-sized boobs roughly.

"Enough play," said Cassiopeia at last, "I want to feel you insssside me."

Katarina blinked, but her brain didn't offer a single reason to stop. She had no choice in the matter at all: She was going to fuck her sister.

Cassiopeia pushed her gently, not enough that she had to slide off, but enough that Cassie's dicks finally broke contact with her stomach, bobbing slightly. The snake woman gently held her penises against her body, pointing below them with her other hand. Katarina followed her finger, noticing a slight indentation in her scales. Like most of the rest of her, it was obscured by semen. Katarina wiped it away, and Cassiopeia cooed appreciatively. Her muscles shifted, and her scales slid open, revealing a pussy-pink hole. "That's my cloaca," she explained. "You can fuck me there. It's as tight as an asshole, and you can get me pregnant, too. Without a word, Katrina probed it gently with her dick, licking her lips. Then she thrust forward, entering her with no real effort.

Her mind was bathed in pleasure, even as her cock was bathed in female wetness. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she kept plunging downwards, inch after inch of her erection disappearing inside.

"That's it," said Cassiopeia. "Feed me your dick, I love it. Treat me like a slut."

Katarina moaned louder than she had before, halfway inside, as the fleshy tunnel began to constrict around her glans. She drew back ever so slightly, immediately slamming back in as her mind screamed against the sensation of pulling out. Her face broke into a lusty ahegao as she hilted, suddenly barely aware of her surroundings, her consciousness so hazed with pleasure. She couldn't believe that her sister had taken her entire length without so much as a grunt.

As if reading her mind, Cassiopeia chuckled. "Don't feel bad, sweetheart. I've had much shorter lovers than you, as well. I will make it interesssssting for you." She bit her lip and her body tensed. "Mmmh."

Katarina's eyes popped open as her sister's vagina suddenly constricted immensely, grabbing her dick in a vice-grip. "Aaaaaa, mmmmm!" she moaned breathlessly, and began to fuck her uncontrollably. She wrapped her arms around her body and laid her head into her cleavage, hammering violently, overtaken by excitement, the only thoughts passing through her addled psyche were fuck, fuck, fuck.

Cassiopeia cooed again and relaxed, laying a hand on her forehead as she looked down. She could only see the blood-red top of Katarina's head, the small of her back, and her sculpted ass thrusting up and down in time to the spear-like sensations coming from her tightened twat. She smirked as she stared lovingly at the dimples just above her sister's rear, her asscrack on full display with her pants pulled down halfway.

"Your ass looks great, sister dear," she hissed. "I'm going to enjoy it later."

But Katarina did not hear her, her only thing she heard was her own rough breathing and the sloppy sounds coming from the tight wet cavern she was jackhammering into. Her lust skyrocketed as Cassiopeia's vagina began to pulse lightly, running up and down her cock almost like a wondrous massage. Her open mouth began to drool, and she continued to make delicious "Uhn, uhn, uhn" noises as she moved. She lifted her head and began to sloppily lick Cassiopeia's breasts, loving the salty-sweet taste of dried sweat and fresh semen.

Over and over again, she dug her cock inside, groaning as she felt her cockhead flatten against her tight pussy. She continued for as long as she could, until she could actually feel her prostate crying out for release. Finally, her brain swimming in feminine testosterone and endorphins, she could hold herself back no longer. She hilted and threw back her head, everthing she knew about incest was destroyed as she came, hard. She could feel it rush out of her prostate and down her urethra. Her massive 9-inch prick bulged with cum an instant before she began to ejaculate deep inside her, white seed surging forward down her birth canal and through her cervix, splashing up against her inner walls and bathing her eggs in her second orgasm of the day. She bit down on her lip, screaming like a virgin as she rode it out, still thrusting lightly in time with her heartbeat.

The lamia grinned as she felt herself fill up with cum, the eternal flow from her dicks bubbling out a lot faster as she enjoyed the high of orgasm. "That's it, dear, cream me!" she teased, reaching out and grabbing her sister's big perky tits, her eyes locked on her toned, muscular stomach and its slow rippling movements. She licked her lips even as Katarina's scream finally slowed to a shivering halt, the final few spurts of genetic material finishing in silence.

Katarina rolled off of her with a groan, collapsing to the pink-carpeted floor. She shuddered in her absurd pleasure, and began to think thoughts of sleep, at least for a few seconds.

She heard a slow, crackling slither as Cassiopeia shifted, her scales rubbing together. She opened her left eye, scarred for life, and looked up at the snake-woman who now towered above her. She could see the signs of the messy creampie that she had left on her front.

A single drop of cum slapped her in the face, then strong arms wrapped around her and she was carried effortlessly to another room.

* * *

Katarina yawned and stretched. She seemed to be lying face-down in a plush bed, but she immediately noticed that something was wrong. She opened her eyes and looked at her wrists, which were bound with strong rope. "H—hey, what's going on?"

"Nothing you didn't ask for, sister dearest," said Cassiopeia in a husky voice.

"I don't—"

"Shhhhhh!" Cassiopeia said, suddenly by her side, pressing a finger to her lips. "You are going to love this, I promise." She sealed the promise with a kiss, lingering for a few seconds on Katarina's ruby lips before breaking away with a light smack.

Katarina shrieked as she felt her sister's powerful hands wrap around her thighs, lifting up her ass a foot into the air, her dick grinding into the bed as it went. "What are you doing!?"

Cassiopeia provided no answer, she merely hissed, a terrifying noise that exerted her dominance. She shifted her grip on the girl, then pressed one of her dicks into Katarina's pucker.

Katarina closed her eyes and bit her lip, the pink-skinned beast's formidable girth meant that it rubbed up against her asscheeks even as it closed in on her ass, bringing a cool tingling sensation as it once again smeared cum on her body. Cassiopeia prodded it experimentally, then slammed inside.

Katarina's eyes crossed and her mouth shot open, letting loose an inarticulate scream of pain and pleasure, her anal virginity obliterated. Cassiopeia jammed in her entire cockhead in a single thrust, and her face broke out into a naughty grin even as her grip on her sister's thighs tightened. "Oh, oh! You feel amazing! Better than I had ever imagined!"

She shoved herself in very slowly, fighting for every inch, unable to move any faster because of the intense tightness that ringed her penis. Katarina whimpered underneath her, but all Cassiopeia could hear was the soft fleshy noises of Katarina's cum-covered ass slurping up her dick. Schlllllllllllck.

Cassiopeia took in a deep breath, then thrust forward, burying the final three inches of her huge cock inside all at once. She ignored Katarina's pained scream, even reaching down and pumping her sister's rock-hard dick a few times. "Don't lie," she slithered, "you love it."

Katarina gripped the bed and closed her eyes tightly as her sister hilted. She could feel that massive cockhead as it plundered her ass, she could feel as it roughly pushed her insides around, pressing up against her prostate with enormous force, her stomach bulging into the bed. Her mind was wracked with conflicted feelings. Sex with her sister should be so bad, but it felt so good. Anal sex with those massive pricks should be horrifying, but for every bit of pain she felt, it was repaid twice back with pleasure. Finally Cassiopeia shifted her body, and began to withdraw. The release of pressure on her prostate alone was enough to elicit a small gasp of pleasure as her dick throbbed. Her butt made a wet sucking noise as the cock withdrew, unable to relax her sphincter nearly enough to deal with what she was forcing it to. She felt that mushroomed head slap up against her entrance, before beginning its inexorable plunge back into her depths.

Gradually, Cassiopeia set into a comfortable rhythm of fucking, Katarina's ass beginning to accept that huge tool as it was steadily coated by the eternal flow. The older woman finally relaxed, allowing her mouth to hang open as moan after breathy moan issued forth. Cassiopeia's grin stretched wider and wider as she dominated the older woman, roughly shoving her tool as deeply as it could go.

"Feelssss good?"

"Mmmm… I never knew…"

"You are so tight, I can hardly move. It's boring me."

Katarina didn't reply. Her eyes opened wide as she felt Cassiopeia shift, a curious wetness dragging past her leg. She didn't have to look behind her to know what was going to happen next. "Wait—"

Her next sound she made was a shocked gasp as she felt her sister's other slimy cockhead press up against her vagina. The hot meat kissed her nether lips only briefly before plunging inside in tandem with Cassiopeia's other penis. Cassiopeia laughed as she roughly slid her twin cocks inside, well-lubricated and ready for a mind-blowing double-penetration.

Katarina dropped to one arm and gritted her teeth, moaning in exhaustion as five pounds of throbbing cock disappeared inside her, her virginity destroyed in an instant too short to even notice. Her mind was bathed in pleasure as she was practically ripped apart, her face shoved into the bed with each powerful rut. Every nerve was sending back pulses of ecstasy, and she was almost unable to control her body. She felt her vagina, already dripping from their foreplay, suddenly begin to fill up with the hot cum that continually drizzled out of her gaping urethra. She turned, making eye contact with a lewd grin on her face just as Cassiopeia had done earlier, fluttering her eyelashes. "Give them to me," panted Katarina.

Cassiopeia cackled. "Only the sluttiest nobles ever ask for both of my dicks inside them…

In response, Katarina tensed her body and began to grind her pelvis into the lamia's, squeezing those shafts between her ass cheeks, inviting her sister to shove her glorious dicks even deeper. She rolled up her eyes and let her tongue out. "More! Uuuuhhhhhhn!"

At that, Cassiopeia lost control. She shoved her conquest into the bed and began to brutally slam into her, roaring her exertion. Katarina moaned feverishly as she felt her sister's incredibly-strong body buck behind her, meters of muscly coils bulging together to force those beautiful pink foot-long penises as deep inside as they could go, utterly filling her up with dick. It didn't matter to her that she had been dominant in every relationship she had ever had up to now. The only thing that mattered now was that her sister never stopped railing her, never stopped fucking her now-slutty holes. Katarina felt like a cum-dumpster, and she liked it.

"God… oh god!" screamed Cassiopeia, feeling her immense prostate begin to contract in time with her heartbeat. She didn't slow in the slightest, her dicks burning hotter than ever before. One of them was warm and slick with her sister's cunt juices, the other being squeezed so hard by her tight ass that it felt as though it might explode, both steadily emptying her eternal flow inside, giving her but a tantalizing taste of what was about to arrive. She roared and lifted Katarina up into the air, her dicks breaking free with a thunderous pop, immediately spinning her sister around and slamming into her once more, switching the holes they were in just seconds before she came, impaling her down all the way to the hilts of her massive penises.

Cassiopeia went off like a bomb, her cocks swelling as her thick goopy semen rushed forward. It exploded mercilessly into Katarina's unprotected holes, covering her virile pre-cum in another layer of alabaster frosting. Katarina screamed incoherently, not caring who heard her, as her throbbing dick lost control, the incredible pressure in her body triggering her own twin orgasms. Her dick began to shoot powerful blasts of cum, desperately trying to impregnate something, merely splashing wetly against Cassiopeia's bounteous chest. Just below, she felt her pussy vibrate like never before, flexing and contracting around her sister's monstrous girth, a similar sensation echoing out of her anus, each part of her doing its best to milk more and more sticky incestuous cream.

Katarina was engaged in a hopeless attempt to ride out the orgasm, barebacked, being fucked for the first time. With each thrust, her lamia lover squirted more inside, then pistoned in and forced it out. Within moments, Katarina's pussy was drooling pungent semen in thick gobs, more and more splashing out of her under the force of their brutal fucking, coating her long shapely legs even as her male orgasm slowed, hopelessly throbbing and spurting out shot after shot of seed onto the floor and Cassiopeia's body, mixing with the gallons of the stuff coming out of her vagina, and even the mess that Katarina had made by cumming inside earlier.

They slowed gradually, each girl still moving in time with each other, Katarina still riding her sister's dual cocks like they were her very life. She leaned forward, allowing them to shift inside her, and wrapped her arms around her sister's back, their lips coming together into a deep and passionate kiss. Cassiopeia's tongue lost all pretense, aggressively licking inside Katarina's mouth, rubbing her teeth and tongue and palate, licking up all of her spit, tasting it, feeling dizzy as her sense of touch began to come back to her, beginning to become aware of how wet and sticky their bodies were, slick with cum. The dominant feeling, aside from having twenty-four inches of solid pink flesh stuffed inside her big sister, was the cool sensation her cum made as it rolled down her dicks and onto her stomach.

Cassiopeia drew in a deep breath, breaking their kiss, as she felt her dicks soften at last. She put her arms around Katarina, returning her embrace, as they flopped out, followed by a veritable waterfall of white semen. "Thank you," whispered Katarina. Slowly, Cassiopeia leaned forward, laying her gently on the bed, where she curled up gently, closing her legs tightly together. A small smile adorned her perfect face.

Cassiopeia grabbed her dick by the base and pulled up, squeezing the final burst of cum from her tool, splattering Katarina right in the face. She opened a single pure-green eye (The other one gummed shut), staring back up with a breathless lust, and began to lick around her lips, collecting the sweet juice. Cassiopeia took her other penis in hand, and performed the same motion, squirting on Katarina's bulging stomach. The girl looked down. "I'm pregnant," she said. A statement, not a question.

"Doubtless," said Cassiopeia, moaning as her dicks softened to the point where she could finally place them back in her pouch, hidden away until someone else caught her attention. Then she said something under her breath, something that Katarina could not hear.

"Mistresssss Ssssyndra is going to just devour you, oh yesss."








Accompanying picture by Aka6:
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