JTSS 1-188 You need a distraction

Jaina walked hand in hand with Hannah under the colorful canopy of the Lovewood. They were recovering from an emergency meeting called after Hannah had made a discovery. It was held in the palace garden before a statue of Frank in his ghoul form that Jaina had never seen before. Roric and the others had been alarmed to hear that this statue had been found hidden in a cave in the nearby mountains. Worse, it contained something special, a crown known as the Crown of Ten Dooms. None of Jaina's family knew what that was, but Gwen, Rajeen, and Blackbast knew some of the legend. Umtha knew a little more and was absolutely against Frank putting it on.

It was a dark artifact of necromancy and other magics crafted to be worn by the general of the necromancer's army. The ghoul king led those armies, and his might nearly defeated the combined power of the hero players. Frank immediately said he believed this was him but had no memory of it.

It was all too much to believe, and there were reasons to doubt Frank had been the ghoul king. Umtha couldn't say for sure, as she and Frank were separated when the war began in earnest. However, Hannah pointed out that the crown was hidden where they would find it, inside a statue of Frank. The letter was even marked by a mysterious H woman, which, of course, could be Hathlisora.

Nobody knew enough about the crown to give solid council, so they made the best decision they could. The crown would be hidden in the buffer and never spoken of again. The masters were concerned that such an artifact being linked to Frank would be seen as the ghoul king's return. Their enemies would be storming the gates in a matter of days, and their homes would be ruined.

Frank took it well, but Hannah was worried that he was hurting inside. Jaina noted that she was in need of a distraction, so she offered to take Hannah to the Lovewood to find one. Now, they walked in silence, listening to distant chimes and forest sounds that quickly helped them relax.

“It isn't that big a deal,” Jaina said, breaking the silence. “Nobody needs to know what you found.”

Hannah nodded and looked her way with a smile. It made Jaina feel much better to see the playful look in her eyes as the devil woman smiled. It showed she was already feeling better, and their time alone would not be wasted.

“It isn’t,” Hannah agreed as her tail came around Jaina’s waist. “At least not until circumstances force us to use it.”

“Why would there be a reason to use it?” Jaina asked, causing Hannah to shrug. She couldn't cite any particular reason but pointed out a terrible trend. She and Frank had a tendency to discover things just before they needed them. It was this very pattern that made Hannah suspicious that somebody was pulling her strings. Events were too coincidental, as if well planned and orchestrated. So it stood to reason that since the crown had surfaced, a need for it would soon follow.

“But nobody even knows what it's for,” Jaina urged. “All we know is a rumor from a period of intense conflict. I bet more than half the stories about that period are complete fabrications.”

“They could be,” Hannah agreed as she pulled Jaina closer. “But I am content to let it be. I did want to suggest bringing it to Legeis and Chandice, but Gwen made me think twice about it.”

“She was very worried about it,” Jaina agreed. “She acted like the thing was going to fly off the table and bite her.”

“I think she knows more about it than she is letting on,” Hannah replied as her hand began to wander Jaina’s rear. “But she can keep her secrets, for now.”

“Oh, I like this,” Jaina said as Hannah began to squeeze. “This new Hannah is so much more adventurous.”

“It’s what Frank wants,” Hannah said. “He wants me to be like you.”

“I see,” Jaina replied with a pleased smile. But be honest, what do you want?” She nearly held her breath as Hannah took a moment to consider her answer. Then she giggled and said that she wanted to be a good slave girl. She admitted that being called a good girl or slave triggered something inside her. It was animalistic and primal, instilling in her a deep hunger to hear those words again.

Jaina admitted to feeling that sensation many times and was often surprised by the intensity. She supposed that some people had a deep, hidden hunger to let go and be a good girl in the sexual sense. Hannah agreed that she had a natural tendency to dream and entertain fantasies. Jaina assured her that most women did, but few were brave enough to indulge them.

“That's what this place does,” Hannah said as if she had finally understood the truth. “It encourages you to indulge in all those things you dreamed about. It brings that hidden desire out of you and urges you to feed it.”

“Well, a lot of that is the slave collar,” Jaina nodded. “I must say, I am surprised you resisted its call so long.”

“Until you used a seductive smile on me and left me aroused and hot with Frank,” Hannah reminded.

“I did do that, didn’t I?” Jaina laughed. “Oh, I wish I could have seen how that played out.”

“Exactly how you would imagine,” Hannah stated. “I dragged him to a private spot in the graveyard and practically devoured him. I couldn’t help myself.”

“Oh, I hope you don't hold that against me,” Jaina said, trying to look upset. Hannah smiled and leaned in for a kiss, her hands cupping Jaina's head to press her in. They parted with smiles and continued down the forest road, holding hands in silence.

“So, what are we going to do?” Hannah asked with a glance at her girlfriend.

“I was hoping we would run across a few men by now,” Jaina replied. “But strange as it sounds, the forest is rather quiet.”

“So I have been meaning to ask you,” Hannah began. “What is a mimic?”

“I thought I explained that?” Jaina replied.

“Well, Candice says you're a slime monster that can take other shapes and forms,” Hannah said. “I know from Viylah that you can become objects, but how does that work exactly?”

“Sheesh, I just went through this with Umtha,” Jaina laughed.

“You did?” Hannah replied, so Jaina explained the day she and Gisley spent with the goblin woman, who was full of questions. Hannah was surprised to hear Umtha had been so keen to learn more about Jaina's race. She couldn't think of why the goblin woman would be so interested. Jaina thought that odd, considering how interested Hannah was, so Hannah sighed and said she was just curious.

Jaina decided a demonstration was in order, and her form turned gray and began to flow. Hannah asked her what she was doing, but suddenly, Jaina was spreading over her, engulfing the woman's naked red body as she shook.

“What are you doing?” Hannah gasped as Jaina's form shifted. Suddenly, Hannah was pulled from her feet to gasp as her arms and legs were spread wide. Jaina became a bondage cross with sturdy metal cuffs holding Hannah helpless to anyone who came along the road.

“Now, do you see?” Jaina asked. “I can be anything roughly equal to my mass in size.”

“You could have just become a bench or something,” Hannah said as she struggled. “Umm, can you let me go?”

“Oh, I like the idea of you being bound and helpless as some stranger comes down the road,” Jaina teased. “I will watch the whole thing as he has his way with you.”

“Umm, I don’t know if I am ready for that,” Hannah pleaded.

“What?” Jaina giggled as she let go, dropping Hannah to her feet and assuming her human form. “Are you kidding me? You're not ready to have sex with a stranger? How many men have had that hot little pussy at the glory hole?”

“I don’t know,” Hannah said as she blushed and twisted her legs. “A couple.”

“Show me your back,” Jaina insisted with folded arms.

“Why?” Hannah countered, but Jaina wasn't playing her game. She spun Hannah by her shoulders and looked at her back to see that Hannah had the tattoo for sex with at least a hundred men.

“Over a hundred men, and you're still bashful?” Jaina protested.

“But that's different,” Hannah countered. “I can't see who it is, and they can't see me. If I did it here in the road I would be looking into their eyes. We would both know who we were.”

“So what’s wrong with that?” Jaina asked.

“I don’t know, I just like the anonymity,” Hannah said.

“Well, you need to get over that,” Jaina insisted while pacing a few steps. “Maybe you need to dance for the inn and strip as the people pay to see you naked.”

“Um, maybe I don’t need to do that,” Hannah countered.

“It would help you get over this silly fear of people knowing it was you,” Jaina replied. “And afterward, the men you aroused could pay to burn that energy off on your body. You would have a hundred partners in a single night.” She could see by the look in Hannah's eyes that the image both terrified and aroused her. Like any girl, she could fantasize about having sex all night with one man after another, but she never believed for an instant she might actually do it.

“Do I really need to get over this fear?” Hannah pressed.

“Love, you have already danced at the temple,” Jaina teased with a broad smile.

“What are you talking about? Did you make yourself look like me?” Hannah blurted in surprise.

“No, you danced all on your own and put that tail to good use, as I recall,” Jaina countered.

“Oh, oh,” Hannah laughed as she relaxed. “You mean that night they asked us to dance for them.”

“Yes, that night,” Jaina agreed. “You didn't seem too bashful then.”

“Of course not; they had that magical barrier up,” Hannah said. “Nobody could see me.”

Jaina struggled not to laugh as Hannah innocently believed nobody had seen a thing. She then pointed out that Hannah had stood so close to the barrier that people on the other side could see her silhouette.

“They may not have seen you directly, but they still got a show,” Jaina said as Hannah began to pant.

“People saw that!” Hannah blurted. “But I used my tail to….” Her cheeks flushed dark purple at the realization that dozens of people had seen her tail being pulled between her legs. They knew she was masturbating and doing it all for their entertainment.

“Hannah,” Jaina laughed before pulling her into a hug. “Sweety, relax.”

“I masturbated for an audience!” Hannah cried. “Even as a silhouette, people had to know it was me! You don’t have a tail!”

“And nobody cared,” Jaina urged while holding her tight. “They all saw it and smiled at how beautiful you were.” She did her best to calm the woman and reminded her that she had crossed the room topless. Hannah finally nodded and admitted that doing so had been daring and exciting. She calmed down and said that she didn't care because, so far, nobody had treated her badly. In fact, the men here all seemed to have an odd sense of appreciation for women.

“That's because most of them are nerdy ones,” Jaina laughed. “Like Frank, they dreamed of being with girls but struggled with it. So now they see what we do as a gift and are really nice, though I have met a few that were jerks.”

“Well,” Hannah began as she looked at herself. “I suppose people just assume I do this stuff anyway. I suppose it wouldn’t surprise them to have proof.”

“See, you understand,” Jaina replied as she ran a hand up Hannah's stomach. “But I have an idea to make it easier for you to begin.” She smiled as Hannah asked what that idea was, and Jaina quickly explained it. Hannah would use her Lilim power to become an exact copy of Jaina. Jaina would use her mimic powers to become a bondage setup to hold Hannah. She was sure she had enough mass to create a post with an overhead arm. She would then add a rope to bind Hannah's wrists over her head and then spread it down Hannah's body to become a slutty bondage outfit that included a ball gag and blindfold.

“What?” Hannah panted. “Why do all that?”

“Because then you don’t have to see who it is that’s fucking you,” Jaina replied. “And they will see you disguised as me and never suspect they are fucking Princess Hannah.”

Hannah's eyes were wide, but Jaina could tell the wheels were turning. She wanted to do what Frank told her and was right on the edge of letting go. Thus, she wasn't surprised at all when Hannah's form shifted and became a mirror image of herself. Jaina smiled and melted, shaping into the pole and rope as Hannah removed her clothes. She lifted her wrists to Jaina, and the rope quickly flowed around them, binding her tight. Then Jaina flowed down her arms, mimicking a pair of shoulder-length gloves and black leather straps that crisscrossed Hannah's body.

“Can I change my mind?” Hannah asked as Jaina flowed over her collar.

“No, you're mine now,” Jaina whispered as her mass wrapped around Hannah's head, filling her mouth with a bright red ball gag. Hannah tossed her head as Jaina became a blindfold, completely removing Hannah's ability to see who was coming.

“Hmm, let's fix your pose a little,” Jaina whispered as she lowered the height of her post, forcing Hannah to bend over and hang from her hands a bit. The result was Hannah's beautiful rear being presented to the road as a sex offering. Jaina added a final touch by creating a small sign on the post that read free slut. Now all they needed was a man or two to wander by and make use of the slut in question. She whispered in Hannah's ear, teasing her that a group of men was coming. To heighten the mood, she flowed over Hannah's pussy, teasing her clit with a rippling caress.

Hannah danced from foot to foot, moaning into her gag while trying to look around uselessly. Jaina was getting so carried away teasing the helpless woman she almost didn't see him.

He was a dark elf with a lean frame and long, flowing white hair. He had stopped fifty paces down the road, his eyes unable to look away from the exposed rear twisting before him. Jaina watched as he approached slowly, his eyes going to the sign and then back to the helpless woman.

“You have a customer,” Jaina whispered as Hannah jerked her head around, unable to see who it was, and let out a muffled groan. She rubbed her legs together but bent over as she was; all it did was present her pussy to the stranger.

He looked around as if suspicious that Hannah was the bait in a trap, then paused just behind. His eyes took in everything as he worked to remove one of his gloves. Hannah jumped when that hand rolled over the curves of her rear and around her thigh. Her body went stiff, but when she didn't scream or kick out, he took it as a sign to continue.

“You're that beautiful slave girl,” he whispered as the other glove came off, and both hands began to wander Hannah's body. Jaina, isn't it?” he asked. I heard you could be found in the forest. I have been dreaming about you for a long time and have been wandering the forest for days. I keep finding that pretty butterfly girl, or maybe she finds me.”

“That little slut,” Jaina whispered in Hannah’s ear. “Gisley has probably been stalking him. I swear that girl can’t go an hour without a man to sleep with.” She wanted to laugh as Hannah swung her rear under the caress of her stranger. Jaina could feel Hannah’s heart racing as her skin grew hot from the caressing. The man's eyes filled with hunger, and he leaned over Hannah and cupped her breasts.

“I can't believe I finally found you, and like this, it's like all my dreams come true,” he gasped as his hands worked her nipples. “If only I could find that devil princess Hannah now. I hear rumors that you haven't known love until you have been in her arms.”

Hannah let out a long moan as if trying to reply to him. Jaina could feel her body trembling as this stranger explored it completely. Then he finally stepped back, and his hands went to the belt at his waist. Jaina couldn't believe how excited she was as he pulled his armor open and revealed a firm throbbing cock. She watched as he put one hand on Hannah's waist and used the other to guide himself into position. Hannah threw her head back and cried into her gag, cumming the moment the tip of his cock entered her flesh. Then Jaina nearly lost control as she felt waves of pleasure coursing through her mimic form.

“Oh my gosh,” Jaina whispered as the man slowly slid into Hannah's quivering pussy. “I shared that orgasm.” She realized that by being so tightly wrapped around Hannah, the system assumed she was participating in the sex. She was going to share every orgasm, testing her ability to keep her form in disguise.

Hannah was letting out a long, strangled moan as the cock sank deeper until he finally took hold of her hips. Then it began, a firm long fucking, as the helpless Hannah became his sex toy. She writhed under his touch, hanging by her wrists as every moan was muffled in her gag. Jaina whispered in her ear, encouraging her to surrender and be the good girl her master wanted her to be. It was a moment of intense arousal as this stranger took his time enjoying the woman he believed was Jaina. Jaina shared an orgasm with Hannah a minute in, her body flooding with sexual power. Her stranger kept up his pace, but several minutes later, he began to pant, his hands tightening on Hannah's hips. Jaina watched as his thrust grew deeper and more hungry, his need to have her completely drawing close. Then he pushed hard, driving himself into her flesh as Hannah threw her head back to let out a long cry. He worked in shallow thrust as his orgasm exploded, shared first with Hannah, then Jaina in a fraction of a second.

Hannah dripped around his cock as he froze deep inside her body. Then she moaned in a slow, low tone as his cock began to slide free. He fell out and released a small trickle of white honey, pooling on the road between Hannah’s feet. He was belted a moment later but took some time to run his hands up Hannah’s back and lean in to kiss the top of her head.

“Thank you,” he said in soft tones. “I will never forget this moment.”

Jaina waited until he was safely out of range before she removed the blindfold and gag, allowing Hannah to speak.

“You see,” Jaina said. “He was grateful to you.”

“That was amazing,” Hannah panted. “I can’t believe how good that felt.”

“Oh, was it something different?” Jaina pressed.

“It was because I was helpless,” Hannah replied. “It made it more intense that I couldn’t resist.”

“Oh, somebody loves bondage,” Jaina teased as her body became gray and began to flow to release her captive. “I love it too.”

“Wait, what are you doing?” Hannah asked as her wrists started to come loose.

“Letting you go,” Jaina said. “We had our fun.”

“Just one?” Hannah asked with eyes full of need.

Jaina laughed when she realized that Hannah was hoping to remain bound and helpless for several more. Before Hannah could pull free, Jaina changed her flow, wrapping the woman's wrists tightly.

“Alright, sweetheart,” Jaina cooed as she flowed over Hannah's body and reformed the body suit. Hannah smiled as the gag spread across her lips and opened her mouth for the ball. “You naughty girl,” Jaina said seductively as she pulled Hannah's arms tight. “You're not getting out of this until your legs are so weak you are hanging limp from your wrists.”

Hannah replied with a contented sigh and shook her hips as if eager for the next man to arrive. Jaina looked down the road to see him coming and let Hannah know it wouldn't be long. Minutes later, she was moaning into her gag as another man used her body for his pleasure. He thanked her as well and cited her beauty before wandering away. One after another discovered the bound woman, and each added to the puddle between Hannah's feet.

Hours later, Hannah was hot with sex, her body quivering from the punishment it had taken. The sun had moved twice, and now the sky was streaked red. Jaina decided Hannah had enough, and her form melted quickly, becoming a woman to grasp Hannah in her arms.

“I will hold you up,” Jaina said as Hannah fell limp in her arms. She cradled the woman and lifted her up, walking off as Hannah became a devil once more.

“I did good?” Hannah whispered in her drunken state.

“You did wonderful,” Jaina replied. “And now I am going to take you to a hidden hot spring where you can soak while I rub those tired muscles.”

Hannah nodded before curling to her chest, eyes closed, on the edge of sleep. Jaina walked away with the exhausted woman, excited that she had been able to share this experience with her. It may have started as a day full of worry, but it ended with a night full of love and passion. Tomorrow would be another day to worry about problems, but for now, all Jaina wanted was to hold Hannah as the woman slept in her arms.