Chapter 46: Chapter 46 Masquerade Ball (Part 3) (+18)
I waited for the girl to recover and followed her out of the alcove. Leaving the mansion, we crossed the street and entered the guild building. There was no one inside, and we passed through a deserted hall, wandered around the interior for a while, and finally entered the office on the top floor of the building.
«What took you so long?» a tall, slender woman with waist-length blond hair asked coldly. She was wearing the same tight black knee-length skirt and snow-white blouse as the other receptionists. Only her blouse was see-through, revealing her appetizingly large breasts. The skirt was leather, unlike the cloth skirts worn by the ordinary members of the administration. And the woman wore high black stiletto boots. She now sat in a deep chair with her legs crossed.
«Mistress Thiarmiss, I couldn't find him for a long time, and then he...» the girl began to explain.
«That's enough,» the woman interrupted. «Go on, I'll take care of him. And tell everybody not to disturb me until tomorrow morning.»
«Yes, mistress,» the girl bowed and slipped out of the room.
Tiarmiss rose from her chair and walked to the door, her hips swaying. I involuntarily noticed that her figure was as perfect as her companion's, but far more graceful.
«Magical body shaping isn't cheap, but it's within my reach. And I have spared no expense for my trusted assistant,» Thiarmiss explained, closing the door and turning to me. «But let's talk about your misdeeds. Do you know the punishment for raping two members of the administration?»
«Two?» I wondered.
«Are you going to deny that you fucked my assistant? Or do you think no one would believe me if I said you raped me?» the woman raised an eyebrow.
I involuntarily marveled at this woman's cunning. Yes, and her threats were frightening. I didn't even consider the option of attacking the beauty - judging by the grace of this woman's movements, her dexterity is at an extreme level.
«You can avoid an indictment, though, if you behave yourself...» Thiarmiss said, coming up to me and running a claw thoughtfully across my chest. «First, take off your mask and hoodie!»
I complied, leaving only my clogs and the amulet around my neck.
«Not bad, but it could have been better,» Tiarmiss commented, stepping away from me and giving me a masterful look.
Wiggling her hips, the beauty walked over to the chair and in one motion pulled her skirt up to her waist and sat down, spreading her legs wide.
«Now kneel in front of me and work your tongue,» the woman ordered, pointing to her pussy.
I obeyed again and tried to lick her labia. But it wasn't as easy as it was shown in hentai and themed movies.
The woman didn't mind my clumsy attempts, threw her slender legs over my shoulders, grabbed my hair and set her own pace. Apparently, the beauty was aroused not so much by my actions as by the feeling of power she had over me.
She quickly reached orgasm and pressed my face into her pussy. I felt suffocated and tried to free myself. But I couldn't - the woman's slender and graceful arms and legs held my head with an iron grip.
All I could do was jerk the chair with the woman on it to the floor. But that didn't help. Eventually the grip loosened and I rolled onto my back, breathing heavily and wiping my face wet with the beauty's secretions.
«Get up!» ordered Thiarmiss, rising gracefully from the floor. «And put the chair back.»
I obeyed, then turned to face her, awaiting further instructions. The woman pushed my chest with both hands, forcing me into the chair, then sat on top of me, facing me, straddling my cock.
Wiggling her hips, the beauty slowly lowered herself until it was completely engulfed in her vagina. When I tried to grab her by the waist to control the pace of the fuck, she easily threw my hands away.
Without stopping moving her hips, the beauty bent over and took off her blouse. And then she moved toward me, pressing my face between her large, firm breasts.
I was panting with desire, but all my attempts to make the woman move more actively were unsuccessful. At the same time she was forcibly holding my face between her breasts.
«Now tell me how and where you found the passage to the City Hall prison,» Tiarmiss ordered.
It finally dawned on me that this was Sister Alaiss. I immediately remembered how I had defeated the dark elf and tried to remove the amulet. My face pressed against her firm breasts, it wasn't easy, but the beauty didn't stop me from thinking that my actions had something to do with the answer to the question.
In the next moment, my height increased and Tiarmiss was planted deep on my cock, her breasts bearing two bleeding wounds from my fangs.
She didn't suffer for long though, as I had grown in size and her knees, which were on either side of me, went apart, breaking both sides of the chair. The next thing I knew, we were on the floor in the middle of the wreckage.
Tiarmiss was finally free, with wounds on her breasts, bruises on both legs, and my cock had damaged something inside her. So the beauty could only crawl, which she did immediately, wiggling her ass erotically and leaving a trail of blood behind her.
I immediately caught up with Thiarmiss and pinned her to the floor, causing her to scream in pain. Luckily, the office seemed to be magically protected and no one in the guild could hear her.
I didn't want to use a wounded and bleeding beauty, so I cast «Healing» and «Cleansing» on her. Then I rolled her onto her back, holding her hair so she wouldn't run away.
As I turned, Thiarmiss kicked me with both feet, forcing me to let go of her hair. Then she jumped to her feet and ran for the door. Her hair was tousled, revealing her pointed grayish ears and leaving no doubt that she was a dark elf.
Realizing that I was unlikely to catch up with the speedy beauty, I threw the heavy back of the chair at her. Tiarmiss, who had just grabbed the key sticking out of the door lock, could not dodge it and slid down the wall.....
She tried to get up, but was knocked down by the chair's seat. As she struggled on the floor, trying to get back up, I managed to run over and grab her by the hair and throw her away from the door.
As she rolled across the floor, Thiarmiss jumped to her feet and ran for the window. But I threw the back of the chair at her again. This time the piece of furniture hit her in the leg, and she fell to the floor with a scream. The dark elf tried to get up, but her leg twisted and she fell to the floor again. Then she crawled again.