Chapter 2 - Tailed

Hestia wandered into the room a moment later, smiling sweetly at the figure on the bed and then over at Lunora, “I see you’ve met my other toy. He’s been such a good play thing.” She gave the elf a playful swat on the rear, which caused him to groan slightly. As she began to pull off her dress, undoing the ties around the back of her neck so it slid quickly down her curvy, red skinned form and pool at her hooves, Lunora couldn’t help but stare. She had seen plenty of naked women in her time, but this woman had a body that put all of them to shame. Two large, red breasts were framed by glowing green symbols and capped with darker, pointed nipples. The hint of a larger, shapely ass poked out from the side view the tiny draenei had. Her thighs were well toned and her legs in general were smooth but powerful. Her pussy, which Lunora had to admit she spent longer on that she would have liked, was perfectly shaved and had had a single glowing run etched above it. 


Then Lunora caught sight of the Eredar’s tail. She could tell that it was prehensile, a trait uncommon for her kind. It seemed to be double the length as normal and looked as mobile as ever. Lunora had shared the same tail when she was younger. Then she had been tortured and had her tail pierced so often she could barely get the thing to twitch on a good day.

Over all, the Eredar’s body was amazing and she knew it. She stood proudly and gave Lunora a very good view. Then a hand reached forward and found the blood Elf’s long, thin cock hanging beneath his legs. She began stroking it hard as the other hand reached over to undo the gag on his mouth. Then she looked over at the tiny draenei, “in a bit I want you to tell me what happened to you to make you so small, but first I want you to enjoy the show.” Then she looked at the elf, “be a good boy now, won’t you Ethriel?”

He swallowed and nodded weakly, “yes, mistress.”

Hestia giggled as she finished stroking his length. When she let go his shaft, about eight inches long and thin (also surprisingly hairless,) it bobbed and twitched while he whimpered. Hesita walked to a small chest, bending over to rummage through it. Ethriel’s eyes were locked on her ass and crotch as her tail idly began rubbing her wet pussy lips, and Lunora couldn’t help but stare as well.

 Fucking demonic seduction powers.

Soon she stood up and began to strap something leather to her waist. Ethriel let out a whimper, which caused the demoness to smirk over her shoulder. Lunora gasped audibly when Hestia turned around, now sporting a polished wooden cock held in place with leather and holding a blue container in one hand. When Hestia popped the top of this container the smaller draenei felt the familiar tingle of arcane magic even from across the room. Ethriel, for his part, was now eagerly wiggling and breathing hard, his cock twitching and dripping precum onto the matress. Hestia dipped her hand into the container and pulled out a glob of gooey blue gel before coating her strap on in it. “Pure mana for my good boy. Tell me you want it.”

“I want it mistress. I need that mana Please!” Ethriel begged.

“Even if you have to get fucked in the ass to receive it?”

Ethriel nodded eagerly, “Yes, Mistress. Fuck my tight little ass and give me the m-mana.”

She moved behind the elf, lining the strap on up against the Elf’s ass and looking directly at Lunora. She gave the draenei a wink and then slammed her hips forward. Hard.

The groan that came out of Ethriel’s mouth was one of pure pleasure. His green eyes rolled back into his head and his mouth hung open as Hestia slammed the fake cock about half way into his ass. The mana must have been seeping into his body immediately, or he just really liked it. Probably both from the way his cock pulsed beneath him. He rocked back with each thrust inside of him. Hestia reached forward and grabbed a handful of his long blonde hair, really plowing into him as he begged for more. After a few minutes of this Lunora realized she didn’t have to watch and a few more after that before she finally turned around. She didn’t want to appear childish by plugging her ears though, so she resigned herself to listening to the pounding, slapping, and moaning. They went at it for a long time, Hestia often saying things like, “Take it you stupid little dick boy” or asking, “you like having a hard shaft sick up your ass, pet?”

Ethriel, for his part, was now eagerly moaning out, “Yes, Mistress.” All the fear that Lunora had seen when Hestia had been entering the room was replaced with a deep lust.

Eventually Ethriel screamed out, “Oh Mistress, please.  I’m going to cum. Please can I?”

As Hestia replied with, “Just a moment longer, pet,” Lunora cocked her head back a bit to get a better listen, but still refrained from looking back. A few moment later she heard Hestia grunt, “Now.” The deep moan that followed from the blood elf was a surprising turn on for the tortured draenei.

A few moments after the loud panting had stopped, Lunora heard hoof falls before  her cage door opened. She turned just in time to see Hestia place a small bowl (which to Lunora was the size of a wash tub) full of white fluid in the cage. Then Hestia ran a long finger down the small Draenei’s side before she jerked away. “You’d be surprised at how potent Elves are. That was just one orgasm. But their semen is amazing on your skin. I’ve always wanted to bathe in it.”
Lunora shook her head, “No way am I doing that.”

Hestia frowned, “If I want to see my new plaything bathing. She will bath.”

Lunora crossed her arms, stubborn as ever, which caused a great sigh from the Eredar. “Either you do what I say, or I will have to break you in, got it?”
 
Lunora cleared her throat, trying to act tough despite her size. Her voice was high pitched and squeaked a bit as she said, “No way in hell I’m not doing that, Eredar cunt.”

Hestia chuckled, “I think it’s cute that you are trying to be tough despite being so small.” She reached into the cage, her slender fingers reaching for the bounty hunter. Seizing the opportunity, Lunora ducked under her hand and made a break for it. Jumping into the woman’s arm as Hestia pulled it out to try and stop her, she leapt just before the Eredar’s other hand slapped down with a loud boom. The sound and force shook the tiny draenei, sending her spiraling out of control. She flew through the air, head over hooves, until her body smacked into the large, soft red flesh of Hesita’s breast. This cushioned her landing. Gripping the large nipple in her tiny hands, Lunora brought her feet under her, angled herself, and then kicked off the breast. At this height the fall to the ground would still hurt, but her aim wasn’t the ground.

As she sailed downward and did a somersault through the air to bring her feet in front of her, She heard Hestia’s grunt as her hand gripped her breast in another attempt to grab her prey. She had narrowly missed being captured again. The tiny draenei straightened her legs, hoping her angle was perfect.

She landed on the strap-on like an acrobat. However the distance still caused her legs to crumple beneath her, but thankfully she didn’t feel them break. She rolled onto her back, thankful she didn’t slip off, just in time to see Hestia reaching for her once again. What she didn’t expect, and what saved her from capture for a third time, was that her weight caused the slick wooden shaft to push downward. She slid down the slick surface on her ass, her minor weight continuing to angle the fake cock down to make the final drop to the ground a lot easier to handle.

She had just slid over the bulbous head and begun her final drop when the sound of whistling wind rushed at her from behind. Something large slammed into her a moment later, grabbing her roughly and yanking her to a stop. Lunora looked down in horror at the end of Hestia’s tail, which had snaked between the Eredar’s legs and had wrapped itself around the would-be runaway. Lunora had barely any time to brace herself before the tail jerked her back between the legs and up over Hestia’s head, bring them to eye level.

“You are a very naughty toy,” Hestia purred, “and naughty toys get punished.”

Lunora wondered what Hestia meant by punished, but it didn’t take her long to figure it out. At least not after the very tip of Hestia’s tail pushed between her legs and thrust inside her roughly.

Lunora’s body shuddered and she let out a small scream as Hestia’s tail began fucking her. While it was uncomfortable at first, her ride down the strap on had given her a bit of extra lubrication. Hestia used that to provide what she needed until Lunora’s body started providing its own. She attempted to wiggle out of the tail as the red tip began a pattern of wriggling deep inside her before sliding put almost completely, then jamming hard back in before sliding out again. Each time she felt fuller than ever, like the tail would slip through her body completely, and each deep thrust would brush over Lunora’s until now undiscovered g-spot, pressing against it so firmly it sent the tiny Draenei’s muscles into a full spasm and made stars flash in her eyes.

It shouldn’t be happening at all. Her body had become so numb to sex before now from years of abuse she shouldn’t have a pleasure point left in her. Yet this demon tail was causing her to feel intense pleasure, while at the same time removing the pain normally came with sex. It felt so fucking good that Lunora lost all sense of her surroundings and stropped struggling. Instead she focused on the feeling of being fucked and enjoying it for the first time.

Her mouth hung open in a pant and her eyes were glazed over as each thrust caused her breasts to bounce wildly. She experienced her first orgasm from penetration, her pussy clamping down around the invading tail and covering it in her juices as it wiggled and thrust inside her. She hung her head back and let out a long, “fffffuuuuccccckkkk” that she was sure sounded stupid coming from her tiny lips. But she didn’t care. She would enjoy this feeling for as long as she could.
When she finally regained her senses she noticed just how much her position had changed. She was still wrapped by the tail and being pounded relentlessly by it, but now she was lying horizontal on the bed beneath Ethriel. She saw him looking down his body at her, his eyes half closed and his mouth open in a pant. When she realized where she was, she jerked her head up to see Hestia’s hand hanging over her, wrapped around Ethriel’s once again hard cock. It was pointed straight at Lunora, the tip dripping a bit of precum down that splashed wetly onto her bouncing tits.

Hestia grinned wickedly as she said, “If you won’t take a bath, I’ll just give you a shower instead.”