Their welcome to his manor was warm, servants and subordinates alike lining put to greet Elyria and Nerrisa. Still the two were skeptical with the movements, too in sync with each other to be human, it was clear that something darker was at play.
"Some people have speculated that your son may be colluding with demon Elyria." Nerrisa's words sharp making the former pause. "As much as I can tolerate you calling my son a murderer, don't say baseless claims such as those." Her tone cold making Nerrisa lose her smug smirk.
"...Fine. But he still has some explaining to do." She rang through, fearful of her life in case of an attack from Jarren. 'I should be fine with that artifact with me regardless of how powerful he is.' She comforted herself inwardly as the two stepped in. The halls pristine, strangely empty however before making it to the main room.
"Miss Elyria and bitch I couldn't give a shit about. Welcome to Jarren's playground where we have all kinds of games." Clomere's voice filled their ears however their eyes were shocked with what they saw. Diana was on the table, her mouth stuffed with an apple as Clomere was more or less dressed.
Her attire left little to the imagination, her white garments easy to see through as they easily fluttered with a single motion of her hands. "What is the meaning of this?! And where is Jarren?!" Elyria asked however her question went unanswered. "He's busy at the moment but I'll be here to help you keep company. You must be exhausted from your trip."
Within a blink of an eye, she reappeared behind Elyria. "Please do take a seat. I made sure that this meal would satisfy more than just your taste buds, it will leave you starving for more." Her hands grabbing Elyria's figure however the later broke free from her grasp.
"I don't know who you are but leave this mansion now! Jarren! Get out, now!" Elyria who was usually patient with her son screamed at the top of lungs. "Oh mom~" The man the two ladies had been waiting for finally came. His figure adorned in a butler outfit and in his hand a tray was present.
"I hope that I'm not late but here's the main feast." Elyria and Nerrisa couldn't make what was going on. "Jarren?! What is going on here and who is this woman?!" Elyria quizzed, her tone skeptical of Clomere as she watched her melt into his embrace. "Mom, this is Clomere. Clomere this is my beautiful mother Elyria."
Clomere made a respectful bow, her mounds and slit visible to everyone in the room. "Lady, do you have no form of self respect?! Quickly put on some clothes!" Nerrisa spoke, her tone dripping with disdain. "I actually forgot that you were here." Clomere sighed as she shifted her gaze back to Elyria.
"Darling, why don't you show what we've prepared for Elyria." Her tone filled with anticipation making Elyria wonder whether she was losing it. 'Have I finally gone mad? After all how could my own son be alive?' The more she thought about it, the more she perceived that she had finally descended into the rabbit hole that was insanity.
Jarren strutted forward, his steps measured with a sinister smile on his face as he finally closed the distance and revealed the contents of the tray. 'Does he expect me to eat this?' Elyria couldn't help but wonder as she looked what was being brought to her. Not food but clothes.
"Mother, please be a dear and put them on." Elyria's gaze sharpened as she took a closer look at the tray. 'Wait?! Is this lingerie?!' Her mind stumped as Jarren brought it out exposing it fully. The clothes brought to her were nothing more than strips of ribbons that ran all over her body except covering her vitals.
The crotch region had a love shaped hole, her mounds branching into two strips to allow the nipples to stick out. Nothing more. "Are you mad Jarren Velros?! What has gotten into you?!" Quickly thinking that the lady behind him was the cause, she cast deadly stares at Clomere as she recalled the bedroom scene.
When she accidentally found her pleasuring herself with her sheets. "You sick pervert!" Her words making Clomere laugh. "Before you cast such a title at me, it would be wise for you to look at your own son Elyria." Elyria's gaze shifted back to Jarren who now wore a smile far too clean to be normal.
"Jarren..." Her voice trailing off into silence as her intuition screamed for her to leave the scene. "Nerrisa-" Elyria barely finished her words before her face was covered in blood. Warm and trickling down her face. Opening her closed eyes, she was scarred to as be met with nothing more than Nerrisa's lower torso, her upper body turned into paste.
"Don't worry, she has her role to play as well but for now, if you want to bring her back then wear the lingerie." Jarren's words losing his earlier warm charm now replaced with ice. It wasn't request but more-so an order she wasn't meant to ignore. "I've had it with you and this prevented girl. I'm not wearing that skimpy outfit."
Jarren's smile stretched, not with malice but intrigue. "Mother, would you really let Miss Nerrisa die such a pitiful death when you have the opportunity to bring her back?" His tone now calmer though still foreign to Elyria. "Jarren... I'm your mother and I order you to..." She stopped herself as she realized what she was about to say. 'Bring her back? She just died into a million pieces.'
However recalling his words, her body shivered as she subconsciously took a step back. Jarren merely watched her, his smirk turning predatory. "Come on Miss Elyria, there's no need to be shy." Clomere's words came from her back making her shudder at her strength.
"Let me tell you something Elyria, your son. The son that you adored, is long dead and now a monster wears his skin. However I won't say that this kid did have some peculiar fantasies before he came to pass at the hands of Diana." His chuckle further startled Elyria whose face turned pale.
The air was now thick and looking at Diana, she finally realized how she came to be. "I won't ask again Elyria, wear this or I'll force you to." Even though feat began to gnaw her, she refused to yield so easily. "You're! You're not my son!" Her voice hoarse as she slowly came to the grim realization. 'That explains everything about him but why my son?'
"Why your son? Because I like interesting characters. People with flaws or hate. It makes it all the more enjoyable." His words turning her face ash as she realized that her thoughts were accessible to him as well. 'I...' She stopped herself, gritting her teeth as Jarren closed the distance between the two of them.
His finger caressed her face, light and gentle as his eyes drifted from her temples to her eyes. "What a gem you are Elyria, it's a shame that you won't be alive in the grand scheme of things." His words calm, almost melancholic making her skeptical as his intentions. "What kind of sick pervert are you to use my son's body to violate me?"
Her words laced with venom. "Pervert would be too primitive Elyria. I'd prefer abyss." He leaned in for a kiss. He didn't ask as he landed lips on hers. "Chuu~" The embrace broken by her slap. "Don't you dare touch me! I'm a married woman!" She protested as she kept on taking subconscious steps away from Jarren.
His playful smile didn't falter, his wolfish beads for eyes boring deep into her existence and before she knew it, she collided with Clomere. "Such supple features..." Her words faint as if picking fruits at a store. Her body brushed against hers jolting her away from Clomere.
She now stood between the two, however before she could resort to any physical tactics, she felt the world beneath her feet spin. As if swept away by a rug. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy the games we have for you." Jarren's words were the last thing she heard before falling unconscious.
...
"Huh?" Elyria looked around, her vision still hazy before her eyes opened at the state she was in. The floor beneath her moved, slowly but the movement was there. "What the..." Looking at her hands and legs, she was shocked as they were tied to the ceiling. Not far from where she was Diana slept peacefully as ever.
"Diana! You have to wake up!" Her words whispers however for the princess turned mutt, she slept without a care on the cold marble floor. She heard footsteps making her jerk her figure with the hopes of getting out of her predicament. 'Damn it!' She cursed at the futile results.
"Hello mom~" Jarren began, his tone playful. Behind him was Clomere who hauled an unconscious Nerrisa. "Wait! How did you manage to restore her?!" Stunned at her figure still intact, her first thought was that she was drugged. "That shouldn't bother you for now. What you need to bother yourself with is yourself. After all you're going to love the games we have for you."
Clomere taunted, her hands resting on her back as she drew closer to her. "Her away from me right now!" Her curses nothing but air to Clomere as she revealed the trinket in her grasp. A string of purple beads and a collar. "Unlike that bitch over there, you won't experience the harms, only the euphoria."
*Spank*
A heavy slap to her ass was enough to make Elyria wince in pain. "I'm sorry. It's how you some does it." A mischievous laughter following through. Jarren grabbed the collar and wrapped it not around her neck but her face. A trinket meant to force open her mouth. "Clomere, be gentle now." His tone playful as he admired Elyria's canines.
"I promise to be a good little girl. However even good little girls can get carried away sometimes." Jarren didn't care what she did as he dropped his pants to reveal his shaft, a twitching monstrosity that yearned to explore every inch of Elyria's body. "Don't worry mom, I'll make sure that I'm gentle with you."
His words empty promises as he positioned his cock right outside of her mouth. "Hah!" The collar making her unable to mutter a word as Jarren slowly inched his dick into her throat. First his tip, then his girthy stick before stuffing the whole thing in her mouth. "Mmh!" He let out a satisfactory groan while she nearly gagged at it's magnificence.
Before she could pass out of asphyxiation, Jarren pulled out his throbbing cock that was now drenched in her saliva. Clomere on the other hand didn't dally as she stretched Elyria's ass open. "What a tight asshole you have." She mused sticking her fingers her fingers in.
"Hah!" No coherent words escaped Elyria:s lips, all nothing more than moans and gags the two brushed off. Jarren grabbed her head while Clomere began inserting the beads into her asshole. "Mmmggghh!!!" Elyria's body twitched at the overwhelming stimulation, her grunts bringing a smile to Jarren.
"Don worry, there's more to come so hold on." Now with a firm grasp on her head, he drilled his shaft down her throat till his little member was swallowed whole. He had no plans on going easy on her as he quickly turned his thrusts into fucks. Her warm wet tight throat blurred his head, each motion of his harder than the one before.
While Clomere was innocently placing the anal beads making her crotch twitch in pain and bliss. "I know it might be painful he first time but you'll get used to it till it becomes an addiction." Clomere's urges drowned by her moans. With his fingers wrapping around her throat, Jarren could feel his shaft with each thrust motivating him to violate her even more.
"You have such a fuckable throat mom I don't think I'll ever get over it." His praise building up resentment in her mind the harder he kept on using her mouth like a pussy.