123: Naughty And Nice (18+)

“Please! Please, just let me… nnngh!”

Eris groaned, bucking her hips up into the crevice of Charlotte’s glistening chest. Or rather, she tried to. The hand holding around the cock ring, and thus the base of her cock, was strong- impossibly so. So strong, in fact, that any time Eris’s hips tried to travel upwards to pull what friction she could from Charlotte’s administrations, the Knight’s hand never budged more than a fraction of a millimeter and acted as more secure of a restraint than any rope. Thankfully, but unfortunately, her other hand wasn’t staying so still.

“You’ve been very mean recently,” Charlotte hummed. Despite the clear dominating role the Knight was falling into, Eris could clearly see the red blush in Charlotte’s cheeks. “Making me stand in the corners of the room while you have your way with everyone. Making me watch. Making me see what you’d do to whoever you wanted. Anyone except for me.”

Charlotte’s other hand was moving, and it was moving fast. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Over and over and over and over again- slick fingers gliding over the entire length of Eris’s pulsing, angry-looking cock. They reached from the base where her other hand pressed downwards to stop any movement, to all the way up and around the tip that was leaking like a loose faucet.

Every single stroke pulled out another glob of translucent liquid that dribbled down to quickly join the shiny coating that was being vigorously massaged into Eris’s length. Some of it was even shaken off by the rapid pace, splashing down onto Charlotte’s breasts or even her face when her fast movements sometimes made the rod rub up against her cheek.

While Eris was squirming and groaning, Charlotte was calm and collected. She didn’t seem to have any kind of fatigue from jerking so fast for so long. She’d been going strong for several minutes, and there definitely didn’t seem to be any sign of slowing down. Her brow had yet to form a single bead of sweat.

“You’ve been a bad girl, and bad girls get punished.”

“Please!” Eris begged, gasping through the word. “Please, gods please! Just let me, please let me…”

Eris tried to turn it off. She tried so hard. She pushed every ounce of will from her mind to the gold metal wrapped tightly around the base of her cock- screaming at it to stop the enchantment.

It didn’t listen.

Instead, Eris felt fire roiling in her guts- churning and boiling and tossing and crashing and a damn too many more adjectives as she was held blissfully, agonizingly and torturously on an edge that she just-

Couldn’t.

Tip.

Over!

Her breath was whistling so fast in and out of her lungs that she felt like her throat was going to burst into flames. She could feel her heartbeat thrumming through her toes which were curled tight enough to probably cause arthritis. Eyes were glossed over, only able to see nothing more than the pink glow of magic in Charlotte’s eyes covering up the Wrath held underneath.

“Carmine, sweetie,” Bailey hummed from where she was pressed right up into Eris’s side. “I think you’re teasing her a little too hard. The poor thing is trembling!”

Bailey certainly wasn’t helping matters. Having a naked, busty blonde cuddled up into her, resting her head on Eris’s shoulder with one hand wrapped around her back with the other idly kneading the redhead’s tit made things even worse by not being able to cum. All Eris could do was squeeze her other breast like she was trying to pop it, while roughly kneading one of Bailey’s with her free hand.

“Serves her right,” Charlotte hummed. Eris groaned again, another attempt to rock her hips forward being stopped by a hand that may as well have been an iron wall. “Everything she’s made me watch? Without being able to join?”

“Please!” Eris begged.

“Carmine,” Bailey titted through a smirk, “Let her go. Keep it up any longer and you’ll break your new toy before you even get a chance to ride her.”

The Knight kept staring for a second, breasts jiggling with the continued rapid pace of her furious stroking. Eyes narrowed onto Eris’s like crossbow bolts.

“You want to cum?”

“Yes! Please!” Eris grunted. “I’ll do anything! Pleasepleaseplease!”

“Anything?” Charlotte asked.

Eris didn’t care anymore. Her loins felt like they were boiling in the passion of bliss. It was agonizing in the best way, and she just needed to be released. She needed it more than she needed to breathe.

“Anything, just let me cum!”

“Very well.”

Eris didn’t hear Charlotte’s next words. She didn’t hear much of anything. Or see much of anything. In fact, pretty much the only sense she kept was the sense of touch, and even then, it seemed to be pretty well localized to the frankly-abused cock. The golden band wrapped tight around the base loosened so much and so fast that Eris wasn’t even sure if it had loosened or snapped entirely. Either way, the sensation inside of teetering on the edge with no ability to push herself over completely collapsed. Eris didn’t just fall over that cliff- she was thrown from it with anvils tied to her ankles.

“Haaahhhhhnnnngggguuuhh…”

Gods, Eris really was quite eloquent with her words.

What felt like fire poured from her cock in a mix of pain and pleasure, igniting every nerve ending along the path. Her entire lower body spasmed with each pulse as thick, churning, roiling seed blasted from the cock, each seemingly with the force of a crossbow. Eris couldn’t really see it or focus on it, but Charlotte weathered the storm like a heavy-duty castle wall.

She had pulled away just enough and angled Eris’s cock downwards. That way, instead of firing directly up into the air, the rushes of cum were launched all over Charlotte’s face, neck, and chest. Over and over. Over and over and over again. One long, powerful stream after another as Eris was finally given the release that Charlotte had dangled like a malicious prison warden’s keys.

“Cum for me. Keep cumming. That’s it…” Charlotte cooed, gently stroking up and down, up and down, up and down. Every touch milked out more and more of the essence that had pained Eris for the last number of minutes. For her part, Bailey just snuggled up even tighter and helped to serve as something that Eris could hold onto and keep herself anchored in reality.

Meanwhile, Eris could do little more than curl her toes, clench hard on the breasts in her hands, and groan with a weak sputtering mewl. At this point, she wasn’t entirely sure which was affecting her more- the seven stacks of Greater Pleasure on the ring, or just the final release after being so brutally edged for the last few minutes.

It didn’t really matter though. The only thing that mattered was that Eris was emptying her soul out onto the naughty Knight.

Even after seed ceased to pour out from the end of her cock, Eris’s member throbbed with wave after wave of release- lost in the aftershocks of orgasm. It was a long while before those, too, finally settled down. Eris was breathing hard; heart racing, chest and face flushed with red, sweat beading on her skin, and fingers feeling weak. When she was finally cognizant enough to look down, she was greeted by a sight that immediately made her still-stiff cock harden just a teeny bit more.

It wasn’t much of a pearl necklace. At this point, it was more akin to a wedding veil that hung low. It ran in long, thick, viscous strings up and down her face, covering her closed eyes and staining the green bandana holding back her hair. Anything below her chin was sliding freely- likely because of the excessive lubrication of the oil massaged into her chest, meaning that most of the creamy white was dripping down. Most of it sloped inwards to make a spunky trail sliding through the valley between her modest breasts, but there were even a few globs that were dripping from her nipples as if she were laden with milk.

That thought alone sent a shudder through Eris’s mind. To see Charlotte swollen with Eris’s kid- or even Bailey? What about Tatum, still leisurely masturbating just off to the side? One little ride, and Eris could finally claim what was hers. She could get a few ranks in her stats because of the ring, she’d get more than a little Desire which would help offset the ridiculous cost of her new skill, and she’d make Tatum the mother she deserved to be. Not to mention, Eris would then get the fantastic sight of getting to pull out of that sweet, dark pussy and seeing a puddle of white oozing free-

Eris blinked, forcing the thoughts from her mind. Fuck- that came out of nowhere. Tatum and Bailey already said yesterday that they didn’t want kids, and Charlotte wasn’t going to have them since she needed to be able to protect Eris without being hindered by pregnancy. Eris could have more kids. She would have more kids, brought about by this very cock ring thanks to that enchantment that gave her permanent stat bonuses. There was no way the Syndicate wouldn’t set up a line of anonymous women to bend over and let Eris rail them, fill them to the brim, and give Eris a veritable feast of stats.

Because that was why she was different from all the previous Echoes. The previous Echoes only had their own power to rely on. They had their own skills, their own magic, and their own influence to get what they needed. Eris had the backing of the entire military force serving as the final wall of humanity, kneeling before her like a queen. They would get her anything she could ever want or need, from money, to magic, to women.

In fact, Eris had no doubt that at this very moment, somewhere in Marrix, some kind of meeting was being held or preparations were being made. The ring’s benefits were just too good to pass up. Tomorrow, the Syndicate were going to give her a slew of women to knock up. As many as they could get to volunteer, most likely. She was going to spend the entire day fucking and cumming and filling tight pussies with so much seed that-

Eris was shaken back to reality when a strong hand gently started tugging at the gold of the ring to slide it up and off her sensitive cock.

“What are you doing?” Eris asked Charlotte, who had scraped some of the cum from her eyes so that she could open them and see what she was doing.

“You don’t need this right now.”

Charlotte’s eyes stayed fixed to Eris’s even after the ring was completely removed and held in a cummy pile in Charlotte’s hand. It was passed to Bailey, but Eris was too busy staring at the Knight as she began to strip the rest of her clothing.

Eris, naturally, was too distracted by the neatly-trimmed patch of brown fuzz above an adorable pussy and an equally amazing ass when Charlotte walked away, to properly understand what the woman was doing. It was only on the return, with a nude Charlotte walking back while quickly chugging down a familiar potion when Eris understood.

After all, Charlotte definitely didn’t want her defined, shapely abs to get covered up by a child. So if Charlotte wanted to take a ride on Eris’s pillar, the Contraceptive helped in that regard.

Oh gods.

Eris was going to fuck Charlotte.

Eris was giddy with excitement, swelling with each of the Knight’s steps as the woman got closer. Shamefully, that excitement grew exponentially when Eris was unceremoniously lifted from the bed via strong hands wrapping around her waist and holding her out in front of her protector.

“Oh, this is gonna be interesting,” Bailey hummed.

“Yep,” said Tatum, sliding down from her seat into the bed beside Bailey.

Eris didn’t have anything to comment, since she quickly found herself with her feet dangling an inch off the ground, back pressed against the smooth, cold stone wall. “What are you- oh!”

She was cut off as Charlotte grabbed both of Eris’s thighs, tugging them upwards and out to fold them to either side of Eris’s body. The redhead wasn’t that flexible so there was definitely some strain in the muscles- though that was promptly ignored when one of Charlotte’s hands reached down and tilted Eris’s cock at a forward angle- pointed directly at the sweet snatch waiting for it. The tip nuzzled in the hot and wet folds, making Tatum give a low whistle.

“I’ve never seen a stand and carry where the person with the dick was the one being carried.”

“I have,” Bailey said.

“Well, of course you have. Shut up and lie down so I can sit on your face.”

“Yes, Miss Toddley,” Bailey giggled enthusiastically. Unfortunately, Eris couldn’t properly enjoy that sight, since she was staring directly at the cum-covered face of a determined Charlotte now spreading the first inch of her tunnel onto Eris’s thick shaft.

“Finally…” Charlotte breathed. Then, she thrust in.

The breath was knocked out of Eris’s lungs, simultaneously from the sensation of having a snug pussy suddenly slide all the way down to Eris’s base, as well as the pressure of Charlotte’s own body smooshing into Eris’s chest. The change from such a fast and torturous handjob where she couldn’t cum no matter what, to the plush, soft tightness of a loving snatch was like night and day.

Eris shuddered under the strength of the Knight pressing her into the wall, hands naturally coming to rest on Charlotte’s shoulders and legs dangling as far as the looping hands under her thighs would allow. That perfect sheathe was pulled away as Charlotte tugged herself back about six inches before pushing forward once more. This time, though, the breath that squeezed from Eris’s lungs were captured by the hungry lips of a Knight that planted their faces together.

Each thrust made a mewling moan leak from Eris’s lips that was swallowed by Charlotte’s passionate administrations. Boy, was she eager, too. It wasn’t just a kiss. Eris was nibbling at a tongue that probed deep into her mouth, and when she wasn’t doing that, she could only moan into the air while her own bottom lip was captured between Charlotte’s teeth. The Knight was suckling, licking, nibbling and gnawing at anything anywhere in the vicinity of Eris’s mouth like a starving dog chewing a bone.

Eris’s thighs were aching from the angle of being folded, but the slick warmth of the pussy wrapped around her more than made up for the discomfort. The fact she could taste the slight saltiness of her own seed on Charlotte’s lips made her heart flutter in her chest and her lower regions throb with arousal.

Of course, the fact that Charlotte was taking her so well wasn’t lost on Eris. She was rocking what was most likely the largest cock on Kavala, and Charlotte was taking it in stride. In fact, judging by the pace and the apparent ease, the Knight may very well have been taking the size with even greater ability than Bailey herself.

She didn’t take a stretchy potion, right? No- she was wet down there but it was still a ‘normal’ wet. Charlotte wasn’t augmented in that way, meaning she was fucking herself on Eris’s cock with no effort, and doing so without any outside influence.

Well, not to say that there wasn’t some aid on the Knight’s part. She was, after all, a very high level, defensive-based combatant designed to take hits and withstand whatever punishment was forced upon her. Compared to what the woman had likely dealt with in the past, Eris figured that a thirteen-inch cock was probably pretty low on the scale of ‘threatening’.

Whatever. That just meant Eris could whine into Charlotte’s lips while she was fucked into the wall, completely letting herself go.

Her cock bucked and throbbed, spasming with each pulse as cream was deposited deep into the core of the woman assigned to protect her. Charlotte never stopped her thrusting, but did slow down to let Eris ride out her climax. Muscular inner walls gently suckled and milked out every drop that Eris’s cock was willing to give, while lips never ceased their assault on Eris’s own.

It was a long, long while before the twitching cock finally ceased the spasms, partly due to the fact that Charlotte continued moving- even picking up the pace after the first several spurts of potent seed were dumped inside. Eris had to cling to the rest of her orgasm while a slippery, rapidly cum-filled tunnel ‘schlorped’ all the way up and down her lengthy member and made a dripping, sloppy mess between them. She could feel her own cum dripping down through the outer folds of her own slit, as if asking the idle thought of whether Eris was capable of getting herself pregnant.

Not that Eris could dwell on it much, since she could feel Charlotte’s arms start shivering. Not from fatigue of holding up Eris- she assumed the Knight could lift a boulder over her head with one hand for hours. Instead, Charlotte was shuddering and trembling with the obvious signs of an incoming climax of her own- made further evident by the thrusting becoming a bit more desperate.

Eris couldn’t really do much to help with that, given the fact she was the one being fucked into the wall, but she could place her hands on Charlotte’s slick cheeks and pull their faces away a fraction of an inch- just enough to stare into those brown, Wrathful eyes.

Part of Eris wondered what Charlotte was ashamed of doing in the past to grant those eyes. The rest of her just looked past the Wrath and stare at the woman beneath.

“Cum on my cock. Cum on me, and I’ll let you join in whenever you want. You don’t have to watch anymore.”

Eris was pretty sure her thighs would have fingerprint bruises based on the way Charlotte gripped them while pressing herself forward to bury the massive member completely inside of her. Since Eris herself had just cum and therefore had that release of pressure, the redhead could relish in the way that muscular walls clamped down tight enough to crack a walnut and the keening cry that passed Charlotte’s lips. This time, Eris was the one that pulled their faces together to taste the flavour of the Knight’s pleasured moans, letting the woman holding her up tremble through the climax long overdue.

It was many, many long moments before Charlotte’s shakes slowed to a stop and her breathing levelled out- still pinning Eris to the wall. When she pulled her face away to break the kiss, the goofy little smile on the Knight’s lips made Eris’s cock jump inside her. Eris returned with a smile of her own and jingled the bracelet on her right wrist.

“Well, that should do for the Quality bonus, so I guess we can get back to working on the Key. Ta-... Miss Toddley?”

“Gimme… haaah... gimme a few minutes. She’s damned good at this.”

Eris glanced away from the bottomless black girl grinding all over the chin of a partner who could only be seen thanks to the mane of blonde and brown fluff extending from underneath dark thighs. Instead, Eris wiped a bead of sweat from her eyes and turned her gaze back to Charlotte.

“You heard her,” Eris said. “We’ve got a bit before she’s finished, so if you want to in the meantime, we can-”

“Yes.”

Both girls gave a low moan as Charlotte eased back a few inches on the cum-slicked cock impaling her before sliding back to the hilt. Eris could practically hear the cream dripping down and splattering on the stone floor between them, while her mind’s eye pictured it running in little trails down Charlotte’s legs. A reminder- a marking of who Charlotte belonged to.

Eris didn’t know who she pulled it from- she just reached inwards for a string and tugged on it to change the direction. A moment later, Charlotte gasped and Eris looked down to see little lines of light drawing themselves in branching patterns that were clearly visible even through the trimmed pubic fuzz. When the mark finished being drawn, Eris grinned.

“I need all the Desire I can get, right?”

Charlotte’s response was another thrust that sent both of their lips crashing together. As the cum was churned and squelched out while Charlotte got into a rhythmic pace, Eris wrapped both arms around the older woman and made sure to pull her in a tight embrace.

Eris certainly wouldn’t mind waiting for Tatum and Bailey to finish.