Interlude 3

As before, if sexy times don't interest you, you can skip over this and you won't miss any of the plot. This scene contains some light BDSM elements, and a threesome.

Lethelin seemed a little taken aback by the ferocity of Allora’s kiss, but she returned it with equal fervor. From Mitchell’s vantage point in Allora’s lap, he watched Lethelin slide her arms around Allora’s waist from the back and cup her full breasts through the loose fabric of the shirt and squeeze. Both girls were breathing hard through their noses as their lips stayed locked together. 

Fantasies that had been tickling the back of Mitchell’s mind for months were finally coming true and he was torn between participating or just watching them and enjoying the show. At first, he decided on the latter. The sight of them together was simply too beautiful to look away. 

Mitchell sat up, freeing Allora to twist fully into Lethelin’s embrace, wherein the elf promptly bore her down to the bed, eliciting a squeal from her partner followed by a throaty giggle. Mitchell could see the redhead’s green eyes hot with lust as she stared up into Allora’s face. Then Allora surprised Mitchell by pulling Lethelin’s hands above her head and pinning them there. The topic of Lethelin’s submissive behavior had certainly come up in their long nights together and Allora seemed to have taken it to heart. Mitchell could already anticipate how their relationship would play out when they decided that they wanted something like this in the future. 

Allora was definitely deferential to Mitchell, but not to the extent that Lethelin was. Allora wanted Mitchell to be the one in control and directing things but Lethelin enjoyed actual domination and punishment. Now, it looked like she had two doms.

“Have you been a bad girl?” Allora said, almost as if she were speaking to a small child.

“Yes, mistress,” Lethelin said, her voice quavering with excitement and anticipation. Her foot was pressed against Mitchell’s thigh where he sat at the end of the bed and he could feel her trembling.

Allora turned to look back at him, then asked, “What should we do with her, my lord?”

“Bad girls get punished.”

Allora turned back to Lethelin and bent forward, bringing her lips to her forehead, then to each cheek, and kissed her softly. Lethelin’s body arched up and a groan of need emerged from her throat.

“Do you need to be punished?” Allora asked, as their lips broke apart.

“Yes, mistress. I do.”

Allora sat back and then grabbed Lethelin by the back of the neck and pulled her into a sitting position.

“Get on the floor, on your knees, hands behind your back,” Allora ordered.

“Yes, mistress,” Lethelin said meekly.

“Do you like her like that, my lord?” Allora purred as she crawled across the bed to him.

“I do. You’ve got a wicked streak, I think.”

Mitchell pulled her close to him and kissed her hard. When they broke apart, Allora curled herself into his lap almost like a cat, an awkward pose given her height, but in a moment she was cradled in Mitchell’s arms and they both looked at Lethelin, who had not moved.

As she started to kiss his neck, Mitchell began to slide a hand up Allora’s leg and, in response, she opened herself wide. Mitchell bunched the dress up around her waist giving Lethelin a clear view of the dark treasure between Allora’s thighs and, to his delight, found she was not wearing any sort of undergarments.

Sensing his surprise, she said, “I did not bother to put any on after bathing. Do you like it?

“I do,” Mitchell told her and began to stroke the soft downy hair which caused her to exhale deeply against his neck and push her hips into his hand. “I think our pet likes it, too.”

Lethelin indeed was staring wide-eyed at Allora’s pussy and the look of hunger on her face was plain. He began to rub with more focus, sliding one finger down the center fold, feeling the wetness there, then bringing it back up to circle her clit.

“That feels good, my lord,” Allora gasped and bit at his neck.

On the floor, Lethelin had started to squirm, and Mitchell could see her clamping her thighs together as she watched Mitchell pleasuring her new mistress.

“Do you want to taste your mistress, pet?” Mitchell asked the kneeling thief.

“Yes, sir,” Lethelin whimpered. “So much.”

Mitchell brought his wet fingers away from Allora’s sex causing the knight to gasp and held them out to their eager pet.

Without hesitation, Lethelin leaned forward, arms still behind her back, and took Mitchell’s fingers into her mouth, moaning as she sucked them clean.

“I think that tongue needs more work,” Mitchell told her as he pulled his hand from her lips with an audible pop. Extending himself just a little farther, he grabbed a handful of Lethelin’s red hair and pulled her between Allora’s legs.

“Make your mistress happy, pet,” Mitchell ordered.

Allora immediately groaned as Lethelin began to pleasure her, and while Mitchell couldn’t see it, he could imagine.

“Thank you, my lord,” Allora said, her voice thick with desire.

Mitchell slid both hands under the folds of her dress and grabbed a full handful of each breast, massaging each of them as the sound of Lethelin’s efforts filled the room, accompanied by Allora’s pleasured moans and gasps. Mitchell’s fingers found Allora’s nipples and squeezed them gently, but with enough force to make the woman hiss.

“Don’t cum,” he said low into her ear as her body writhed. “Your orgasms are mine to give.”

“Mmmm, yes, my lord,” Allora whimpered. “But our pet has a very talented—uhh!— t—tongue!”

Mitchell nibbled on her earlobe as her breathing deepened and her hips pushed into Lethelin’s face.

“My lord, I... I do not know if... Ohhh, godssss! Please, my lord! Please!”

Allora’s body tensed. Both her hands were wrapped in Lethelin’s long red locks and she had started to move the woman’s face up and down, pressing harder in a way that must have been uncomfortable for Lethelin, but she made only sounds of pleasure as Allora directed the motions.

“Not yet,” Mitchell said with deliberate slowness. “Not yet.”

Allora began to pant as Mitchell increased the pressure on her nipples and, right before she lost control of her body, he whispered, “Cum for me.”

“Unnggg!” Allora groaned as she surrendered to the pleasure of Lethelin’s tongue. “Oh, gods! Ohhh, FUCK!”

Her body bucked hard one last time and she pulled Lethelin’s head from between her legs and went limp in Mitchell’s arms. Her chest heaved beneath Mitchell’s hands and he slid his hands down to her stomach, caressing her gently.

Lethelin, now released from Allora’s fierce grip, lay panting as well, her head resting against Allora’s toned thigh, her eyes closed and the skin around her nose and mouth glistening. She was smiling and running her tongue around her lips.

“Thank you, my lord,” Allora sighed. “And good job, pet.”

“Thank you, mistress,” Lethelin said.

Allora squirmed, then, pressing herself into Mitchell’s erection.

“That must be very uncomfortable,” she said.

Mitchell agreed it was and moved to get up. Allora reluctantly pulled herself free and Mitchell swung his legs over and stood to his full height, stretching.

“Help each other undress,” Mitchell told them. “I want to see you both.”

Allora gave him a sexy smile and stood, pulling Lethelin up with her. Together, they started disrobing. Allora wasn’t wearing much, just the simple dress she’d put on after her bath earlier, and Lethelin was in a lose-fitting pair of slacks with a blouse tucked in. In moments, both women were nude before him and they were gorgeous. Allora’s curves were a delicious contrast to Lethelin’s smaller, more athletic physique. Lethelin’s smaller breasts were high and tight on her chest, whereas Allora’s were heavy and swelled enticingly as they were pulled down without the support of her garments.

Mitchell’s eyes traveled downward, taking in the generous swell of Allora’s hips and contrasting that with Lethelin’s smaller size. Both women were toned and hard in some places and soft in others. Mitchell felt like the proverbial kid in the candy store as he drank them in.       

Allora slipped a hand around Lethelin’s slender waist and pulled her closer. Then, with her free hand, she grabbed her once again by the back of the head and pulled her down to her breast. Lethelin didn’t need to be told what to do, immediately taking Allora’s left nipple in her mouth, causing her to moan as she stared seductively at Mitchell.

“What does my lord wish of us?” she said, fully embracing the moment now.

“Come here and undress me,” Mitchell said, his voice tight with need. The way Allora said ‘my lord’ got sexier each time he heard it.

“As you like,” she said and both women approached and began to slide their hands over his body.

Allora, being the taller of the two, focused on Mitchell’s shirt and Lethelin once again dropped to her knees and began to work at his pants. Mitchell could not contain the groan of relief as they  were pulled down and his cock sprang free, almost painfully hard. Both girls laughed at his reaction and, once he was fully nude, Lethelin stood and they both pressed their bodies against his.

Hands were everywhere. Mitchell lost himself in the sensations and could no longer discern which girl was where. He moved from one pair of lips to another he grabbed onto each woman’s ass and squeezed. Both had a hand on his cock and were stroking him. Suddenly, one hand broke away and grabbed onto his balls and began to massage there, and the sensation was so amazing he almost collapsed onto the bed.

“I want your mouths. Both of you. Now,” Mitchell almost growled. 

“As my lord commands,” came Allora’s breathy voice as she pulled her mouth away from his nipple.

“Yes, sir,” Lethelin said, her voice nearly in unison with Allora’s.

As one, the girls sank to their knees, Allora on his left, Lethelin on his right. Once again, Allora guided Lethelin’s head, positioning her lower centered between Mitchell’s legs and instructed her to go to work on his balls. He felt her hot breath first. Then her tongue found its mark and Mitchell couldn’t hold back.

“Fuck yes, that’s a good pet!” he moaned.

Allora then grabbed Mitchell by the base of his cock and took it slowly into his mouth and the sensation nearly overwhelmed him. She took him as deep as she could, until the head of Mitchell’s cock struck the back of her throat and he felt her try to push it even deeper.

“That’s so good, Allora. Keep doing that. Keep doing that!”

She pulled away with a gasp and then went right back down, trying again to take him even deeper. And the whole time Lethelin was working his balls, her tongue never ceasing, her arms locked around his thighs to give herself more leverage.

“Your turn, pet,” Allora suddenly said and grabbed Lethelin’s head, forcing it onto Mitchell’s length. “Do a good job and maybe you’ll get to cum later, too.”

Lethelin stretched her mouth around Mitchell’s girth and, with her green eyes wide and locked on Mitchell’s, she pushed herself down the shaft. She couldn’t get quite as deep as Allora had, but she tried.

As Lethelin started to build up her own rhythm, he placed a hand between the thief’s legs and began to stroke her pussy. Lethelin groaned around Mitchell’s cock and her eyes started to roll back in her head. Her tempo faltered for a moment as she tried to work through the pleasure coming from her pussy while giving the attention needed to please her master and mistress.

Despite only being about five minutes into this double blow job, Mitchell already knew he was going to climax. He wasn’t necessarily worried about it as he knew he would be good for at least two more rounds with them but it felt so good he didn’t want it to stop. Then, he  reached the tipping point and knew he didn’t have the strength to tell them to stop.

“I’m going to cum!”

“Cum in the pet’s mouth my lord, please!” Allora pleaded, an almost manic light in her violet eyes. “I want her to cum as you fill her mouth.”

Allora’s hand increased its tempo between Lethelin’s legs causing her to whimper as she gripped his cock in her hands and began pumping in unison with her mouth.

“Fuck fuck fuuck!” Mitchell screamed and shot his load deep into Lethelin’s mouth. At almost the same time, her own orgasm hit her and she struggled to swallow everything Mitchell had provided while her own body tensed. In the end she failed and fell away, coughing and red faced, Mitchell’s seed spilling out over her lips and down her chin. She gasped and tried to catch her breath. Suddenly, Allora was there, taking Mitchell’s cock in her mouth, and swallowing the rest of his seed.

Mitchell collapsed then, sitting in a heap on the bed and falling back on his elbows. He was lightheaded and his legs were shaking. Lethelin lay on the floor, her eyes glassy and her face once again wet. Allora had followed Mitchell as he sat and was now slowly running her tongue up and down his length. Despite what was probably the most intense orgasm of his life, his cock was still rock hard.

“Help Lethelin clean up,” Mitchell told her after a moment.

“Yes, my lord,” she purred.

Allora went to the prone woman and kissed her. Lethelin responded immediately, pulling herself up to embrace her mistress. When Allora broke the kiss, she began to slide the cum that Lethelin had failed to swallow into her mouth with admonishments not to waste so much next time or there would be consequences.

“Yes, mistress,” Lethelin said as she completed the task.

Once done, Mitchell bid both of them to join him on the bed. Everyone piled in together and they were once again a jumble of arms and legs. Allora reached across Mitchell’s chest and began to stroke Lethelin’s messy hair and the latter leaned into it, closing her eyes and basking in the affection.

“I quite enjoyed that,” Allora said. “Being in charge in that way.”

“It was very sexy,” Mitchell agreed.

“Have you ever done that before?” Lethelin asked.

“No, never. I like Mitchell to control me, but being able to control you at the same time was very exciting.”

“Gods, yes. I could feel myself dripping down my legs I was so turned on!” Lethelin exclaimed and giggled. “The way you kept grabbing my hair and forcing me around. MMmmm!”

Lethelin pressed her pussy into Mitchell’s leg and he felt her shudder.

Taking the initiative, Mitchell began to pull Lethelin up onto his lap.

“Ready for more?”

“Yes, sir,” she grinned, guessing what he wanted.

Lethelin straddled Mitchell and grabbed his still semi-hard cock and began to stroke it back to life. Allora joined in and within seconds, he was fully hard again. Then, with Allora holding his shaft at the base, she guided it into Lethelin’s pussy.

Lethelin gasped as Mitchell filled her and her body shuddered on the way down until she came to rest on his pelvis. Her fingers curled into his chest as she adjusted him inside her. Allora got up and moved around behind Lethelin, cupping her chin in her hand and pulling her head up and back. She kissed the redhead’s earlobe and then bit it. As her nails traced down Lethelin’s throat, she said, “You only get one orgasm on your master’s cock, pet. Then it is my turn. So, if you want it to last, do not cum.”

“Yes, mistress,” Allora whimpered as she nodded.

Allora kept her position behind Lethelin and started to massage her breasts and tweak her nipples. Lethelin began to move herself up and down, slowly at first and Mitchell got the sense she was trying to pace herself. Her pussy held him in its grip and he could feel each convulsion as she moved. He slid his hands up and down her thighs and up to her breasts, his fingers intertwining with Allora’s.

“Good girl,” Mitchell told her as she paused, trying not to let herself finish. “Show me how much control you have.”

“MMmm, fuuck,” Lethelin panted. “I will try, sir.”

Mitchell moved his hands down to her hips and lifted her before bringing her gently back down. Her nails began to dig in and she was biting her lip. Mitchell increased the tempo, bringing her down a little harder each time and a moan began to build in her chest as he took over control.

“Oh gods! Oh fuck, oh fuck!” she cried out as he she surrendered. “Sir! Sir! I’m—”

She screamed then, her nails actually piercing the skin of his pectorals as he thrust into her, not stopping.

Mitchell sat up as her body seized, pulling her tight to him and wrapping her legs around his waist. He then put both hands on her ass, shoving her onto his cock as she orgasmed. She threw her arms around his shoulders, her breasts pressed firmly into him as he fucked her. She descended into a series of grunts as he thrust himself several more times and her body went limp against his, her arms falling away and her head rolling onto his shoulder as he slowed and finally stopped. He hadn’t cum again, but it sounded like she’d had at least two more.

Slowly, he eased her body back to the bed and she stared up at him, eyes wide, chest and face flushed a deep crimson.

“Thank you, sir,” she mumbled.

“That’s my good girl,” he said and kissed her softly.

She returned it and purred to him.

Then, Mitchell turned his attention to Allora and saw her sitting there, staring at them with open lust on her face.

“Did you save some for me, my lord?”

Allora trailed a finger down her taut stomach and slid it into the gentle folds of her pussy and circled her clit, putting on a little show for him.

“I did.”

Mitchell got up out of the bed and pulled Allora to him. Though covered in a light sheen of sweat, he wasn’t even winded. Then, slipping both hands underneath the back of her thighs, and lifted her up so high that her breasts were level with his face. She was feather-light to his enhanced body. He felt stronger, more powerful, than he ever had in his life.

Holding her with one arm, he reached down and angled his cock up to her eager pussy.

“Tell me what you want,” he told her, rubbing the head of his dick across her opening.

“Mmm, fuck me my lord. Please fuck me!” she begged. She wore a savage grin and had a devilish sparkle in her eye. His warrior woman.

Finding her opening he dropped her unceremoniously down onto his cock, causing her to scream out at the sudden but welcome intruder. Then, with her arms in a bear hug around his neck and his hands firmly on her ass, he began to bounce her up and down his full length. She locked her ankles behind his back and began to pull herself down onto his member even harder, grunting. It was animalistic and primal, as if they were using the force of the intensity of their passion to cleanse themselves of all the horrors they had witnessed over the last week.

Her lips found his and she bit down on his lip as her body bounced. He felt her pussy squeezing his cock with each stroke, exhibiting the kind of control he didn’t know she had. And it was working. With their eyes locked on each other, their bodies moving in sync, her sounds of lust filling his ears, Mitchell felt himself about to climax.

“Cum with me,” he told her. “I want you to cum.”

“Yes, my lord! Harder! Harder! Make me cum with you!”

With a final roar, Mitchell exploded into her pussy and she screamed out, the sudden sensation pushing her over the edge. Mitchell staggered, trying to stay upright as his second orgasm seared through his body. He felt Allora start to slip and pulled her tight against him, both of them shuddering. Mitchell hobbled over to the bed and sat, his cock still inside Allora, neither of them wanting to separate.

As their breathing slowed, she began to kiss him. His forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks, his lips.

“You can do that to me forever, if you like, my lord.”

“Aye,” Mitchell said, borrowing a word the dwarves often use. “I will.”