JTSS 1-193

Jaina stood in Roric's throne room, eyeing the chain that had held her most of the night. She rushed back after her encounter with the centaur and was immediately put on the chain and commanded to dance. She was full of excitement and passion as she swayed seductively for her master and Rajeen, who had come to join the festivities. A dozen harem girls were arranged around the room as music played and food was served. The night was capped off by a beautiful song as Gisley fluttered over the forest, singing with all her might under the three moons. Her voice was answered by a distant singer as Hannah added her power from high up on the palace.

Silver moonlight mingled with Hannah’s golden pollen as the forest became a magical wonderland of glowing flowers and living shadows. Tiny fairy women appeared, darting about and lending a magic of their own, as giant flowers bloomed and birthed seductive dryads, who danced and made love with any who saw them.

Then Roric commanded the captive be brought forth, and Evalynn was led into the room. She was robbed like an elven queen with a crown of flowers in her hair. Roric had her stripped before the assembly and, with a wave of his hand, gave her to the gnolls to ravage.

Jaina listened to the woman’s moans and cries of pleasure as she was tied to a post and taken dozens of times. Jaina was commanded to kneel before Rajeen and given the honor of feasting on her master's flower. Rajeen savored the moment and commanded Jaina to keep her from an orgasm. Jaina spent hours licking the woman's pussy while Evalynn's cries grew exhausted from the long chain of endless sex.

All in all, it had been a night full of magic and sex, but none of it drowned out Jaina's desire. She needed to find Hannah and speak to the woman about the centaur and the possibility of Hannah becoming his sex partner. Now, the day had passed, and Jaina was dying to find Hannah. Somehow, the two were never free at the same time, and Jaina had been kept on the chain for hours. Thus, it was to her pleasant surprise when Hannah practically danced into the room, a big smile on her devilish face.

Janna was about to welcome her, but Hannah rushed forward, sweeping Jaina into her arms and planting a kiss full of tender love. Jaina melted in those loving arms as Hannah carried her to the floor, setting her into the cushions as their bodies pressed together.

“Now, this is how I want my girlfriends to greet me,” Jaina said when the kiss finally parted. “Why am I suddenly the center of so much attention?”

“I did something the other night that I can't explain,” Hannah said with a smile. “Frank commanded me to pass a note to the man I favor at the glory hole. It instructed him to meet me in a private cottage for a night of sex, and I did it.”

“Oh, do tell,” Jaina encouraged. “And don't leave out any details. I want to hear all about quivering flesh and gushes of bodily fluids.”

“Oh my god, you are terrible,” Hannah laughed. “Why am I so attracted to you?”

“You like the bad girls,” Jaina teased. “Now come on, tell me every little detail.”

Hannah smiled and weaved a story of how she arrived just after he did to discover it was Legeis she had been pleasuring all this time. Jaina held her tongue and didn't let slip that she, Gisley, and Evalynn knew that weeks ago. She listened as Hannah described a sordid encounter full of sex, submission, and lots of dirty talking. She was surprised when Hannah admitted to encouraging him to call her a slut and how it sent tingles up her spine.

“Oh, lover,” Jaina cooed. “I am so proud of you for taking this step. You obeyed your master and had sex with the man he commanded. How did it make you feel?”

Hannah did her best to describe a complex feeling that hovered between pure excitement and absolute dread. She then admitted that she was overwhelmed by the sensation because Frank had commanded her to do it. She finally described it as an intense feeling of being alive and hungered to feel it again.

“That’s a good way to describe it,” Jaina agreed.

“Do you feel like this all the time?” Hannah pressed.

“Not all the time,” Jaina said. “But I do feel it frequently, especially when Roric pushes me to a new height in my obedience.”

“I want Frank to push me,” Hannah said with a loving sigh. “I want him to make me just like you.”

Jaina wanted that for her, too, but she knew where this road would lead. Once Hannah had tasted this fruit a few more times, she would find the lure of it irresistible. She cautioned Hannah on how addictive it could be and that if Frank kept feeding the beast, Hannah would become hooked and unable to stop. She would hunger to feed the sensation and obey Frank's command without hesitation. She would find herself hoping he would put her to the test just so she could feed.

“Fine,” Hannah laughed. “I love it!”

“Oh, sweety, I am so happy for you,” Jaina said in pure admiration for the woman in her arms. She confided in Hannah that they still worried that Hannah might one day wake up and regret what she had done. Hannah admitted that such a thing could still happen, especially considering so many of her memories were repressed. However, she felt strongly that this was the road Hathlisora wanted her to walk. She then paused and went silent a moment before looking deep into Jaina's eyes.

“So what happens next?” Hannah asked. I mean, I revealed my true identity to somebody for the first time. Do I keep doing that, or is this a one-off? I don't know what I am supposed to do.”

“That’s up to your master to decide,” Jaina replied as she ran a hand up Hannah’s back. She didn’t want Hannah to let her imagination run wild and assume anything that wasn’t true. She reminded Hannah that Frank had turned her into Legeis’s lover and that she needed to focus on that for now. She encouraged Hannah to return to him as soon as possible and to keep going back to make love until they were extremely comfortable.

She noted the pleased look in Hannah’s eyes as she dreamed of sex with the goblin again. Jaina felt far more relaxed about Hannah’s future as a slave girl to see how well she had handled this task and how she looked forward to more. It felt like the right time to press a new idea, so she quickly spoke while Hannah was still in the right headspace.

“I wanted to talk to you about something,” Jaina said. I met a man on the day of the lunar festival, and we made love. He's amazing and kind, but he has had a little trouble with the women of the forest.”

“That sounds odd,” Hannah replied.

“Trust me, he's not odd,” Jaina assured. But he is special in a way that you have to see to understand. Anyway, I was thinking, would you make love to him? It would do so much for his self-esteem and help heal the wounds of rejection he carries.”

Hannah blinked and produced a little shrug before replying. “I don't see why not, but what makes him so special?”

“That’s a surprise,” Jaina said while fighting a broad smile. She didn't want Hannah to know that the man was essentially a horse until it was too late to back out. She wanted to be there to see the look on Hannah’s face and hear her groans as that powerful cock filled her soul. “I will bring him to Blackbast’s temple later so you can find out.”

Jaina was excited that it was all arranged, but that moment was blown away when Hannah looked concerned and admitted Blackbast hadn’t allowed her any men yet.

“She hasn’t!?” Jaina cried in equal parts shock and disbelief. How could that possibly be true? Jaina herself had pretended to be a man and gone to the temple to give Hannah her first experience and break the ice. It was ridiculous to think that Blackbast had chosen not to let her go forward, but here they were discussing that very thing.

“I know it's hard to believe, especially since I agreed to serve in the temple with no restrictions,” Hannah began as she looked sad. “But so far, all she's made me do is study or entertain a few women. The only man I have been allowed is Drellis, and he doesn't count, considering I have made love to him a bunch of times.”

“No, he doesn't,” Jaina agreed as she took the news in. “I wonder what she's waiting for.” Jaina pointed out how Hannah's class and abilities made her the perfect temple whore. She could see a person's needs, read their desires, and alter her appearance to become the woman of their dreams. She could give any man exactly what they desired without so much as needing them to utter a word. Why would a woman who ran a temple for whores not put those skills to use?

Hannah thought that maybe she didn't want to upset Rajeen. Jaina nodded as she was reminded how Rajeen fought to keep Hannah restricted to the harem. It made sense to restrict Hannah to women if Rajeen's feelings were at play, but then she remembered the glory hole. If Hannah was allowed to do that then Rajeen's feelings couldn't be the cause.

“But nobody knows it’s me at the glory hole,” Hannah said.

“Maybe so, but Rajeen doesn't care how you get soiled,” Jaina countered. “All she cares about is you had sex with a man, and that taints you.” She sighed as her plan hit an unexpected hitch and realized she would need to ask Blackbast first. Jaina didn’t want to lead the centaur to the temple if Blackbast had some plan for Hannah.

I need to talk to Blackbast first, then,” Jaina said. “I don't want to show up with him and step on her toes.”

“I don’t think she would be upset,” Hannah said.

“If she hasn’t given you to the men yet, then she obviously has a reason,” Jaina suggested. “I just want to make sure I am not upsetting some plan for you.”

Hannah relented as the two stood and resumed their petting while hot tongues danced together. Jaina jumped when Hannah's tail wrapped around her waist to pull the two tightly together. Jaina melted in that hungry kiss as Hannah's love poured across her lips. Jaina was panting when it finally ended, and she gazed into the eyes of a woman fully in love with her.

“Hannah, is this real?” Jaina asked.

“As real as it can be,” Hannah replied.

“I love you so much,” Jaina said as she stroked Hannah's cheek.

“I love you too,” Hannah replied as she smiled playfully.

Jaina wanted to pounce on the woman and make love in the cushions, but Hannah needed to report her success to her master.

“Sweetheart, I would love to spend all day in your arms, but you need to go,” Jaina sighed. You can use the door in the back to get to the temple quickly.”

“I do need to go,” Hannah agreed. “But you and I need to spend some time together soon so I can ravage you.”

“I can't wait,” Jaina said as Hannah's tail released her. She leaned in for a final kiss and waved the devilish woman away. She watched Hannah's tail sway seductively in harmony with her swaying hips until the woman rounded a corner. She waited a moment to give her a head start, then rushed down the hall, bursting into Roric's bedroom to find him in bed with Chandice and Gisley.

“Roric!” Jaina cried as she ran to the bed and jumped in, causing them to bounce.

“Haven’t you ever heard of knocking,” Chandice grumbled as she sat up. “We could have been busy.”

“As if I would be shocked to see that,” Jaina laughed while Gisley curled into a ball, defying the notion of waking up.

“Why are you so excited?” Roric asked with a yawn.

“Hannah was just here,” Jaina said as she leaned in until her nose practically touched his. “Frank set her to make love to a mystery man and she did it exactly as he told her to.”

“She did!” Gisley said as she rushed to sit up. “What did she do?”

Jaina relayed the whole story as they listened to the details. Gisley giggled to hear it turned out to be Legeis and that Hannah had spent a whole night sucking his cock and sleeping in his bed.

“And she wasn’t troubled by it?” Roric asked.

“Not in the least,” Jaina replied. “In fact, I told her she needed to do it again as soon as she could, and she smiled at the idea.”

“Well, she’s finally a slut,” Chandice grumbled. “Why are all my girlfriends so trashy?”

“Say's the woman who likes to be bound while demons ravage her,” Jaina countered, causing Chandice to blush.

“She isn’t a slut,” Gisley argued. “She’s a good slave girl.”

“She a good slave girl who has been commanded to be a slut,” Chandice corrected.

“Let's not talk about her like that,” Roric suggested. “Hannah is on her path of growth and is being exposed to these moments to help her reach the goal of full submission. Frank has to test her if she's ever to fully understand what it means to be a slave.”

“And she’s doing it so well,” Jaina said. “I have never been more proud of her.”

“For the record, I am happy for her, too,” Chandice said as she leaned over to pull Jaina into her arms. “I love both my girlfriends.”

“You should have seen how excited she was,” Jaina said. “She said it was all because Frank had commanded her to do it.”

“Then she has learned the right lesson,” Roric said with a nod. “I have to admit I had my doubts.”

“We all did,” Chandice added while Jaina curled to her chest. “But I can’t believe it was Legeis.”

“We told you that Legeis was her favorite,” Gisley replied as she leaned into Roric. “She just didn’t know it.”

“I suppose,” Chandice said. “But I work too closely with Legeis to see him like that. Hannah may be my girlfriend, but he will never be a love interest.”

“Not even if you wear the collar and Roric decides to test you,” Jaina teased. She saw Chandice's look of surprise and wanted to laugh as she turned to see Roric starting back.

“Well?” Roric pressed. “Will you obey?”

“Umm,” Chandice began while shaking. “If you commanded it.”

“Ha,” Jaina laughed. “She immediately went ridged when you pressed her. She’s going to be so much fun to train. I so want to watch as you break her properly.”

“I think she will be easy,” Gisley said as she smiled at the trembling woman.

“I am not easy, and I haven’t put on the collar yet,” Chandice reminded.

“You’re not easy?” Jaina laughed. “How hard was it for Roric to lure you to his bed?”

“I just asked her if she wanted to know what sex with a gnoll was like,” Roric said. “She grabbed my hand and practically ran me back to the room.”

“Don’t tell them that!” Chandice groaned as Jaina and Gisley burst into laughter.

“Oh, do you honestly think we didn’t know?” Jaina asked as she hugged Chandice. “Your just as much of a slut as the rest of us. You just like to pretend you're a refined lady.”

“But I am a refined lady,” Chandice whimpered.

“That’s right, you live in that delusion,” Jaina teased as she snuggled into Chandice’s breasts.

“You know, this makes me realize something,” Roric said as he looked over the girls. “I haven’t been testing you girls lately. I need to put you to some challenges so you don’t forget your slave girls.”

“Yes, master,” Jaina cooed as Chandice wrapped her arms around her and rested her chin on her head.

“What can we do?” Gisley asked with eyes full of sparkles.

“I think it’s time you three started dancing again,” Roric said.

“Yay!” Gisley cried and jumped to her feet. She was so excited that she began jumping on the bed while singing, 'We get to dance again!' over and over. Jaina shared her enthusiasm, asking when they could start and if they would be serving the men afterward again.

“It’s hardly a test when they are so enthusiastic to do it,” Chandice laughed.

“Maybe you will be joining us,” Jaina said as she snuggled into her warm breasts.

“Uhhh,” Chandice began with eyes full of fear. “I don’t know.”

“You're not ready for that at all,” Roric said firmly as Gisley continued to bounce, jostling them all.

“Will you please stop jumping,” Chandice asked, holding an arm out. Gisley swept into the hug, nestling in with Jaina as Chandice sighed.

“I love having girls,” Chandice said before kissing their heads. “I wish I was a slave master.”

“No path to in the warlock or enchanter class?” Jaina asked.

“We discussed this before, and no, my classes don't evolve like yours do,” Chandice replied. “I might be able to enchant a second-rate slave collar when I am much higher, but it will never work like the real ones.”

“I will get a succubus tattoo for you so you can get a slave master class,” Gisley offered with as hopeful a voice as she could muster.

“Absolutely not!” Chandice snapped and pulled Gisley back. “You are not going to be marked by that witch and have to live with curses like that.”

“But Rajeen’s and Jaina’s aren’t that bad,” Gisley argued.

“I said no,” Chandice repeated and looked to Roric. “You are her master. Tell her she can't do it.”

“If she wanted to make a sacrifice like that for you, I would feel terrible about denying her,” Roric replied.

“It’s a sacrifice I don’t want,” Chandice argued.

“But I want to do it to show how much I love you,” Gisley said with a quivering lip.

“Oh, she’s pulling out all the tricks,” Jaina laughed. “She would have made a good seductress.”

“Please…” Gisley begged as she looked up, her eyes deeply flashing with blue. Jaina could see the display tugging at Candice's heartstrings. The fairy girl looked heartbroken that Chandice wouldn't let her prove her love, forcing Chandice's hand.

“I just don't want you to carry the burden,” Chandice said. But if you insist, then I will agree only if you give me the final say. We can find out what her terms are, and if they are terrible, I want the right to turn her down.”

“That sounds reasonable,” Roric agreed. “But we can't run off to find her again for a long while. I spoke to Frank earlier, and he's planning some kind of exploration.”

“An exploration?” Jaina asked. “To where?”

Roric explained that Hannah’s previous incarnation of Hathlisora had several magical artifacts in her possession. She currently had the crown and bracelet, but there was another known simply as the hand. Frank wanted to recover it and was already making plans to search for it.

“Oh, Hannah told me about this,” Jaina replied. “She said they hoped to run into the wizard that once guarded the caves. He’s the one that put them on the path to the hand in the first place. She planned to have sex with him to see if he had any memories of Hathlisora.”

“She wants to have sex with him?” Chandice repeated.

“Didn’t you hear the news about Hannah recovering some of her memories?” Jaina asked. “The arch druid Drellis and her made love and he showed her how to use her Lilim powers to see a memory of his that included Hathlisora.”

“He knew her?” Gisley asked excitedly. Jaina nodded and explained that Drellis was once a companion of Hathlisora and the group they adventured with. He was able to fill Hannah in on some earlier details and share the memory of the first time they made love.

“She needs to focus more on her dreams,” Chandice said. “She hasn't wanted to revisit one since the pyramid.”

“Would you want to try that again?” Jaina asked as she sat back. “Poor Gisley nearly died.”

“I don’t know if I was going to die,” Gisley said as she looked confused.

“You were bleeding from your eyes, nose, and ears,” Jaina said. “Then you went gray and passed out.”

“But Hannah brought me back,” Gisley countered.

“By turning you into a zombie,” Jaina reminded.

“For some reason, nearly all magic didn't work in that place,” Chandice added. “But I wasn't suggesting she go back to that dream. She has mentioned several other dreams that could be explored.”

“That's for her and her masters to decide,” Roric argued. For now, we need to remain here in case they do go in search of this hand. I don’t want to leave the kingdom without some of its guardians. So, I will talk to Rajeen and set up a dance for you.”

“I can't wait!” Jaina said, smiling. Is there any chance you can get Hannah to dance with us?”

“You are still stuck on that,” Chadice laughed.

“Frank hinted that he thought it was a good idea,” Jaina pointed out. She looked to Roric with hope as he chewed on the thought. He finally said he could talk to Frank about it, but for now, it would just be his girls. If Frank wanted any of his girls to participate he was more than welcome to add them.

That was more than enough for Jaina to feel a surge of excitement. If Frank was pushing Hannah as far as he had, then stripping before an audience of hundreds was right around the corner.

She settled back into Chandice's chest and let out a contented sigh. Life was good, and Jaina's dreams for the future were full of decadent things. With any luck, those dreams would include a Lilim princess whose presence on the dance stage was sure to turn up the heat.