Callista walked in, appalled by the smell opened the doors. "What! Gah go take a shower already?!" Her tone icy as she made a light cut on Lirale's rear. The unconscious girl merely let out a groan of pain as she saw Callista walk in, completely stark herself with hickeys all over.
She drew closer, examined her pitiful state. "Damn, your way too loose to be a slut." Her tone mocking as she eyed her pussy and asshole. Her mouth lay open as her body was coated in cum. Her fiery red hair nearly stained white as the spark of vigor in her eyes now extinguished.
Callista spread her legs in examination, amazed and repulsed. "Those guys really didn't home back with you, huh?" Lirale's pussy coming into view. It was stretched far too open similar to her asshole, there was nothing to be had with loose holes like hers. "Should we give her to the dealer or let her wallow in her own pain?" Her question shot at Jarren who entered just on cue.
"Let her grovel and moan till she can no longer cry. It's better this way." His tone cynically cold as he he made his way to Lirale's body. Her body completely used for his interest to be piqued but he still had a game for her. "Lirale, I was thinking at first selling you off as a sex slave but now, I could reconsider that and have you as a toy to beasts. I'm sure that those dick would be the only thing that can fill such holes."
He tainted, landing a slap on her ass making it twitch as she let out a low guttural moan. "Anhh~~" The two flashes sinister smiles. "It would seem hay someone enjoyed it far too much to let go of the moment. Naturally I'll help you re-live the moment. Lirale who was still in her dazed felt something inch closer to her.
Beneath her a pool o black ink coalesced, having no face or structure of any kind as it made it's way to her bed. "No! Get that think away from me!" Her screams nothing more than whispers with her throat sore from the rigorous activities of the day prior.
The ink drifted across the sheets yet strangely leaving now trace, her akin tingled warning her to get as far away from it however her weakened state left her defenseless. The ink latched onto her skin, almost possessive as it began to draw closer to her holes.
"Fuck~~Anhh~~" She broke into sloppy erotic moans that began to drive Callista crazy. The ink dove into her pussy and her asshole, filing it up with relative ease and to the point of stretching it a little more. Her already spread legs twitched, Lirale biting her lower lip as she felt the ink move closer to her upper body parts.
"Do you like it? I've been experimenting with other elements but I try to make it as enjoyable for you." Callista hinted as she felt Jarren's body press against hers. Her body flared, her pussy already leaking, begging for a round while her nipples twitched.
She felt Jarren's manhood slip through her succulent thighs, his husky alluring voice driving her over the edge. "Do you want this filthy cock?" His seductive tones making her purr in delight. "Yes~~ Fuck me like you own me!" Her voice unable to mask her excitement.
"Your wish." He pulled back and she felt his little member twitch right outside of her pussy. "Anhhh~~" Her legs buckled, her mind going blank as she felt an overwhelming rush of bliss claim her. Lirale on the other hand began to feel the ink's touch on her stiff nipples.
It dug into her breasts looking for milk, her pussy and asshole filled with ink as it kept on creeping for her face. It formed a cock that swerved side to side akin to a snake sighting it's prey. Without consent it dug it into her mouth filling her completely.
'Fuckkkkkk!!!!'She cried in her mind at the pleasure that coursed though her. Her body was reduced to nothing more than a toy for the ink to use. As for Callista on the side, she felt his strokes in her pussy growing more and more potent. His skills toying with her breasts driving her mad.
"Anhhh~~Fuck me Jarren. Faster! Harder! Fucking deeper~~" Her words slurred with lust, her fingers digging deeper into his skin as her lower lip began to bleed. "Chuuu~~" A kiss followed as Jarren tightly clung to her waist, the two going for a fight with their tongues before breaking apart.
Their hot breathes brushing against each others skin, both with a look of satisfaction and longing on their faces. He grabbed her by her legs, broadcasting it to Lirale as he began to fuck her silly. The sounds of sloshing filling the room, Lirale filled to the brim with mysterious black ink while Callista had her pussy used to satiate Jarren.
*Pah-Pah-Pah*
Callista's toes curled as his thrusts grew more potent than the last. Her mounds bobbing up and down as her moans filled the air. "Anhh~~Please fuck me to your fullest master~" Her low groans driving Jarren crazy. "I didn't know that my cat had such crazy demands. It would seem that I have to satisfy them." His tone playful as he whispered it to her ears.
Her spike tingled, her mind number with bliss as she turned around stealing a long heated kiss from Jarren. Strings of saliva forming between the two before snapping from their distance. "I'm about to cum Jarren ~~" Her grip on his skin growing to the point of digging into his flesh.
He didn't mind, his gaze solely focused on the cat in his hands. "Fuck~~I'm cumming master!!" With one final thrust, he drilled his cock deep into her dripping cherry pussy. Her legs quivered in his hands, her eyes rolled back as she let herself melt into his hands.
"Don't think that I'm done so easily my little kitty!" A smile flashed on her face, ready for what was to come. As for Lirale, she finally reached her climax, her cum absorbed but the ink before it kept on going with it's work. "Aren't you going to kill her at this rate?" Jarren posed as he had her held onto the edge of the bed, her wriggling ass tempting him for his entrance.
"So what if she does? At the very least she'll die experiencing nothing but pleasure." Callista posed as she kept on seductively moving her ass. Done with her games, he chose his hole. "Anhh~~My fucking asshole ~~" She cried in bliss, her back arched to let his shaft drill further inside her asshole.
Lirale broke into a frenzy of spams as she had finally reached her fifth climax and yet the ink kept on going, each time expanding in size a little more. 'I...fucking love having my holes filled with cock!!' Lirale shouted in her head as she felt her sixth orgasm on her way. The over stimulation nothing more than a worry she would have to worry at a later time.
As for Jarren and Callista, they kept on fucking till their reached their limit. Their means of doing do more like beasts and less like humans. Jarren experiencing the full treatment, from raw dogging her pussy or ass. And at times using her mouth to clean his cum before going on with another round.
The cycle kept on going till neither couldn't any more. By the time they realized to check on Lirale, they found out that she had met her end, her corpse spread out with an aheago look on her face. Jarren rose to his feet, watching the cum that dripped out of Callista's pussy and asshole, a smile of hubris flashing on his face.
'It would be best to have your parents join you Lirale so don't worry, they'll be with you soon.' He grabbed Callista off the cold hard floor and brought her back to their room. Once placing her down, he took a refreshing shower and made his way to the cameraman who seemed eager to divulge with his work. "It's all here as asked. His tone eager as he showed Jarren a tablet detailing the events that occurred with Lirale.
Pleased with what he saw, he gave it back to him. "That's good. Have it sent to her along with her head." The cameraman without delay bowed before leaving. 'Vhorren, I hope that you won't mind having me use your girl to satiate my needs.' A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he lightly swirled the wine on his hands.
His mind drifted to Atherion and his pitiful attempts. 'Maybe another kidnap? Contamination with Hine? Mass wipe out?' Multiple ideas rang through his head however he didn't bother himself too much.
***
"Is this a joke?!" Vhorren's voice filled the air, his face portraying his anger. "No sir, we've checked the source and sadly yes that is Lirale's head." Looking at it, his face twisted into something hateful that transcended more than mortal games. He had Lirale taken away from, his mind clouded with irrational judgement as he wanted to make his way to her abode.
However thanks to his surbodinates, he managed to regain his calm. "I want to request an audience with Lirale's parents. I need to be sure that this is a joke and not some twisted punchline." His tone seething with rage as he clenched his fists. "Sir, we've checked Lirale's residence and the whole mansion was burnt to the ground."
He let out a chuckle fueled with desperation. "It would seem that this is actually real." He pushed the head with her box to the side. "I want to know who did this and as to why they would do this.!" His tone making his subjects scatter all over.
Now left alone, he thought of who it could be. 'Maybe it's a rival noble house.' However the more he thought about it, the less likely to be. 'Lirale's family aren't all that hostile however this could be on the outside. Hmmm....' He clutched his chin in thought. 'However if it's not that then maybe an assassination. But why would they need to make it as jarring as it is?' However it would seem that no person would have a reason to do so.
Faced with no options, he couldn't help but think whether it was the two monsters. 'With their shrouded location at the time, it would be hard anyone to test whether they're in this kingdom. Not to mention they would be the most prime suspects to kill her.'
The thought of the two simply wandering in Reuthar carefree brought nothing but immense dread, he let out a heavy sigh as he pondered about the consequences. 'I wonder what Jarren's relationship is with Brose. It would seem that the two seem to have some past rivalry or hatred.' Given that it was the Caelbridge Academy test, it was rather odd for the two to know each other before hand.
'Regardless, it would seem that he knows more than he's letting on. It would be wise to keep an eye on him.' And with that he tried to make contacts with him but with no means, he was forced into looking it manually. 'I have to warn the kingdom as well about the threats of Jarren and Callista lurking about.' And with that he rose to his feet and made his way to his father's room.
The conversation curt before the air turned grim. "Are you sure about this?" His father, his facial hair grey with a look of intrigue posed. "Father I am certain about this. After all who could be responsible of her death with such a brutal fashion?"
The man fell into thought, a man who had valiantly defended his kingdom had some means to navigate the political scene with his former position. And now he was a man whoa spent the last of his days in his manor alone, his wife long dead while he was inching nearer to death's door. "I'll help alert the minister of security about this but there can't be any promises."
Vhorren gave a knowing bow before musing his take. "That would be more than enough father. After all in such perilous times, any form of information that we can get is crucial."