Chapter 1 - Northshire

Location Type: Settlement
Population: Primarily Human. Other Alliance Races are frequent. Small Orc population (incursion) and kobold infestation.
Sexual Activity Level: Low to Moderate 
Detailed Kinks: Voyeurism, Humiliation, Exhibitionism, Public sex, Clothed sex
Potential Kinks: All gender combinations, Group, Orgy, Praise, Rewards, Training, BDSM
Overall X Rating (Out of 10): 4

Notes:

When I first received my assignment for Elwynn, I decided the best place to begin was where most who flock to the area in search of a high stakes career began: Northshire. A training hub for anyone learning to sling magic, wield the light, or just straight up fight. It’s all the sexual tension of an academy but with fully grown adults. Things will boil over.

During my time there it wasn’t uncommon to come around a corner in the abbey and find a priestess in training bent over a bench, her skirt hiked up and a sweaty warrior thrusting into her from behind. The general vibe was that nobody would get in trouble for such acts unless they were being overly apparent. A woman couldn’t walk into the center of the abbey, strip down, and demand to be taken by everyone there, but finding a corner of a study or recess in a hallway to have a quick fuck was not frowned upon. I also learned that these apprentices loved to show off the effects training was having on their bodies; More than once I was asked to sit and enjoy the show. I would idle away the hours, sliding my fingers into myself or rubbing my throbbing clit while watching two trainees fuck like it was going out of style.

It was one such encounter that I met a lovely human priestess who showed me even more of the underbelly of the abbey. I met her when I was writing my initial thoughts for the PG journal while in the abbey’s library. Her soft moans echoed out through the otherwise empty hall, though I could tell she was trying to keep quiet. Curious (and horny) I walked the shelves until I found her entangled with a young mage I had seen strutting about several times. As was common, her dress had been lifted to expose a thin, tight ass and her plain panties rested half way down her knees. She was gripping one of the higher shelves of the library, bent forward and back arched with her blonde hair draped over her face as her partner gripped her hips and thrust into her repeatedly from behind. He was wearing most of his robes, though they were open in the front and his pants had been pushed around his thighs for ease of access.

When he spotted us, he used one hand to brush the sweat covered black hair from his eyes and say, “Look, Joane, it’s another person who wants to see what a slut you actually are.”

Joane had blushed, locking eyes with me only for a moment before dropping her head. It wasn’t quite shame, but rather a shyness that came with the humiliation at being shown off like this. The mage didn’t back off though, apparently knowing that this was something she enjoyed. Words like “The dirtiest slut of the light” and “a good little cock tease” were tossed about as he began to pump into her faster. We could both tell it was having an effect on her (and on me as well, because at this point I was leaning against the shelf and sliding my fingers around my covered but hard nipples) but it wasn’t until he took one of his hands and grabbed her face between her cheeks that things really took off.

He turned her face towards me, bunched up due to the way he was squeezing and hissed out something that made her shiver in orgasm, “Look at her and tell her what a dirty girl you are, Joane. Keep your eyes on her as I cum so you know for certain she sees you at your most depraved.”

“I’m a dirty girl!” Joane had cried, but not so loud in the library that she would draw extra attention. It coincided with her climax, her grip on the shelf tightening to a worrying degree as juices dripped down her inner thighs. But her eyes never left mine and her face remained flushed pure red with embarrassment.

The effect of her climax must have set the mage off as well, because with a final thrust he groaned and hunched over her, both hands going back to gripping her thighs as he twitched and came inside her. But her face never moved. We just stared at each other as she was filled with cum.

When he had finished, the mage stumbled back, slapping the priestess’s ass once before muttering, “Pull them up quick. I want you walking around like that all day. I’m going to tell everyone I know that you are, so every pair of eyes on you will probably know that you are leaking my cum for your pussy.”

Joane complied immediately at that, pulling her panties up back into place before too much of his seed could spill out of her. Then she straightened her dress, dropping it back down over her ass before turning to him and giving him a slight bow and thanking him.

After he had made a hasty retreat, Joane came over to me and introduced herself. She was still blushing furiously, but I shook her hand. I could tell that she wanted me to ogle her, to smirk and bite my lip so that she could know I was thinking about what I just saw. It was making her squirm as she explained to me about the abbey and its proclivities. She was a great source of information as it turned out, because she belonged to a group of priests and priestess known as the Sect of the Exposed Light. Apparently, they were a group of like minded individuals that got off on exhibitionism and humiliation.

When I showed interest in seeing more, she eagerly hurried me to the lower levels of the abbey. The entire time I kept my eyes on her ass, which was visible through the tight dress she had no doubt picked out especially to be seen in. I asked her if it would be a problem to let me into their sanctum without being an official member, but she told me that bringing outsiders in to watch their depravity was very much encouraged.

Their underground sect’s mission was on full display as Joane opened the door. I was impressed with the dedication of these priests. They stood straight, hooded cowls covering their eyes but their bodies were bare and I saw every size, shape and color on the human spectrum represented in the rows of waiting priests. Joane explained (loudly, so that everyone in the room could hear there was a guest and she was staring at them) that I was allowed to touch, fondle, and degrade anyone in the room, if I wanted to. Then she rushed to an open spot along one side and slipped her clothes off quickly before putting her own hood on. In a moment, she was standing at attention with the others, squirming already and the clear efforts of her previous entanglement running down the inside of her legs.

What else could I do but indulge? I walked about the room, hands gliding over sensitive nipples and brushing along twitching balls. I made sure to make my hooves click loudly against the stone floor as I walked and my tail (usually kept wrapped close to my body to prevent any incidents) wriggled freely and brushed along the lines of horny priests. All were blushing from just my presence, but those blushes deepened as I approached each one. My fingers rubbed clits and wrapped around already leaking shafts. It was a small slice of heaven and I could see how such a place could feel close to the light, in its own way.

I know how to dominate and degrade, but I much prefer being the one targeted by such actions. Still, I gave it my best shot. I pulled out every name in the books to humiliate these priests. Oftentimes I would begin by demanding their name and rank within the organization, specifically so that their neighbors could no who exactly I was talking to when I said they were filthy sluts or dirty little fuck bois. I even managed to make the high priest cum without touching him, simply whispering about how his flock was a bunch of depraved souls that would need even more penance in the light’s eyes.

When I announced that his twitching cock had spilled a pitiful amount of cum onto the main altar, I swear I saw a few more join him in climax.

I visited Joane last, thanking her loudly for being the one to bring me here and air all her sect’s dirty secrets to the world. I informed her of the journal, so she and everyone else knew that soon enough their order would be known to any who wanted to come see them. As a treat to the girl, I scooped up some of the still leaking cum from between her legs and forced her to suck it off my finger loudly, letting her eager mouth fill the space with lew noise before giving her a pat on the cheek.

Then I departed, leaving the door opening behind me. Once I was out of ear shot, I ran to my room and wrote this entry down. Okay well, I brought myself to a couple quick and easy orgasms before I did so. But really, could you blame me?