Chapter 21 #3
“Yes. Put your spin on it, but yes. Exactly that.” Invia looked down at Ashley. “Maybe make her a part of it too?”
“In the Silk, you get whatever you want,” I said.
Invia pulled the straps off her dress off her shoulders and wiggled her hips, helping the fabric to slide down her body to the floor, revealing a body adorned only by a pair of silk panties. I used Silkmancer to roll those down too. I wanted to see every inch of my prize.
She grinned and posed, folding her arms over her head to stretch her body, pulling her already perky breasts even higher, exaggerating their soft but distinct shape. Invia knew I loved that view. She gave me a twirl.
I sat up, taking Invia into my arms with ease.
She giggled as my grip tickled her ribs, and I briefly considered abandoning her request to instead tickle-fuck her unconscious.
That could be fun. Thankfully, my intelligence was high enough that I would never forget the idea.
Invia had been very good as of late. Rewarding her in times like these was important for her training.
I could explore tickle torture another time if I desired.
Like it was in the rectory, everything in my Sanctuary South bedroom was designed to interface with Silkmancer.
Pushing against the silk thread around the handles, I opened two floor-to-ceiling windows–two of several in my bedroom.
I carried Invia to the edge of the room, my templar with her back to the open air of Sanctuary South.
I held her legs off the floor as I parted her lips, penetrating her with a standing missionary position.
With nothing between her and the city far below, Invia’s hair dangled into nothing.
I held her hips and thrust. If I lost my grip and she fell, she had no chance of surviving.
She threw her arms above her head and arched her back like she was on a carnival ride, trusting me completely not to let go.
“Fuu-uu-uuck!” she yelled as I pulled her hips toward me and thrust, our skin thwapping from the force of the impact.
When she lifted her head again, she smiled widely with ravenous, giddy hunger.
Without turning to look, I wrapped two lengths of silk ribbons around Ashley’s ankles and cinched them tight. I lifted her off the ground, dangling her upside down, and dragged her out into the air behind Invia.
Ashley yelped and muttered a confused, “No, no, no.”
My templar leaned back, arching even harder than before, to look at the Queen, still fully naked, panicked by the sudden absence of a floor.
I wrapped one arm around Invia’s waist and pulled her off my dick. In my hands, she was no heavier than a doll, so flipping her over was quick and simple. She giggled at being manhandled and grunted happily when I slid back inside from behind.
Silkmancer tightened the fabric on her neck.
Her face went dark, and her eyes took on a wet sheen as the struggle to breathe peeled her lids back.
Or maybe that was from my grabbing her hair and bending her backward so I could look into her eyes.
She smiled, her grunts of pleasure and pain deep and grated from the lack of air and from the tension in her body.
I relaxed the choke and released her hair so she could look at the upside-down Ashley.
With the Queen wiggling in the open air, I sent a tentacle dick out and between her legs.
She was still wet from cumming a moment ago, so she accepted me readily.
I knew Invia liked watching Ashley’s face struggle.
And I squeezed again. This time, I held it tight even when Invia spasmed involuntarily against my cock, her body's last panicked attempt to find air.
Like pinning her down on the beach some days ago, the feel of her body struggling, her muscles tensing and fighting back against me, produced a unique wave of pleasure.
She was powerless, and I could take whatever I wanted.
Her arms went limp.
I withdrew from her pussy and forced myself into her ass. Since she wasn’t awake to fight it, she took me in with little resistance, and I made sure to push as hard and as deep as I could.
Some time ago, I had told Invia about how Grettie requested this exact treatment. The spoiled noblewoman wanted to regain consciousness with my dick already in her ass as deep as it could go. Invia, apparently, had liked the idea too.
When Invia regained consciousness, her asshole locked tight around my cock as her whole body jerked at the surprise and intensity of me stretching her wide.
I thrust in and out of her until I finally heard her yelp with pain.
I triggered Rope Burn+25, and Invia came immediately.
Her climax was all maniacal laughter with moans in between desperate breaths.
“That was wonderful,” Invia gasped. “Fucking amazing, Byron.”
When the last aftershock finished coursing through her. I pulled her back into my bedroom.
I started to bring Ashley back in.
“Since her mouth is already at the right height, she might as well clean you off, right?” Invia asked.
Ashley opened wide.