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Kommander6084
>> #400318
Posted on 2020-12-30 00:33:45
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LONG STORY AHEAD;

Disclaimer: Elianna and all characters belong to me as well as the story. Art belongs to the wonderful LuckyLamp!


The blankets were warm and the mattress was soft as a cloud. A young woman lay inside her fabric cocoon, embracing her bed as gentle hands roused her from her slumber. “Your Majesty, it’s time to wake up. Today is your big day!” a gentle voice said. The young woman slowly awoke, her eyes heavy with sleep. She yawned and stretched as she looked at the person who woke her from her slumber. It Agatha, one of the palace helpers. She looked at the princess, smiling as she helped her out of bed and onto her feet. Once the princess was on her feet, Agatha went over to her closet to pull out a long, blue dress, a dress the princess wore regularly. “Oh, I appreciate the help, Miss. Agatha, but I don’t want you going through the extra trouble of getting me dressed.” The princess said, smiling. “Oh, nonsense, your Majesty! You work so hard running the kingdom, you deserve at least a day to recuperate! Just enjoy it!” Agatha said jovially, reassuring the young princess. “But… don’t you do this every day?” the princess said, giggling.
“Well, uh… You got me there, your Majesty! Haha!” Agatha chuckled. The princess always liked Agatha. Her informal attitude might be met with criticism from other nobles, but to the princess, it was a breath of fresh air. The princess giggled as Agatha tightened and fit the dress onto the princess’s youthful frame. After that was over, the princess went over to her mirror to brush her hair and make herself presentable for everyone. “Will there be anything else, your Majesty?” Agatha asked, her hands together. “Hm? Oh, no. That will be all, Miss. Agatha! Thank you for your help!” the princess clarified, smilimg warmly. Agatha made her way for the door to tend to her other duties when the young princess piped up; “Oh, actually there is one more thing you can do for me, Miss Agatha.” Agatha stopped and turned to the princess, awaiting her request. “If it’s not too much trouble, could you please call me by my name? I appreciate the honorifics, but sometimes they can be tiresome.” Agatha bowed. “Of course, Elianna.” She smiled and left the room, leaving Elianna to finish her morning routine. She took extra care to braid her hair finely, as today was no other day than her 22nd birthday; a rite of passage for elves of the kingdom.
Once she was finished, Elianna walked out into the hall, nearly running into servants busily working to prepare the day’s celebrations. Bobbing and weaving through the crowds of workers, she made her way to the dining hall to have breakfast. Sitting at the table were Elianna’s mother and father, the king and queen. “Good morning, mother! Good morning, father!” Elianna said cheerfully, giving the two hugs as she sat down. “Well, if it isn’t my dearest daughter, all grown up! I trust you slept well?” the king asked, smiling as wide as his ears. “I most certainly did, father!” Elianna chirped as servants brought out numerous platters of the most lavish food. “My dear, your father and I just want to say how proud of you we are. You’ve grown into such a fine young woman, and hopefully a greater queen!” the queen said, tearing up a little, looking at her grown up daughter. “We most certainly are, my dear. Can you believe it? Our little girl, finally all grown up.” The king said, holding his wife’s hand.
“Well, if it were not for you, I would not be the woman I am today.” Elianna smiled, digging into her breakfast. The two other royals start to chow down on their meals when the king pipes up; “Now, don’t eat too much, there will be a ball later this evening as part of your special day! Wouldn’t want you straining your stomach.” Elianna looks at her plate and agrees, pushing the overflowing surface away. After excusing herself from the table, she went back to her room to wait for the celebrations to begin. After a few hours, a servant opened her bedroom door to tell her that the party was ready and that she should come to the main ballroom. Once she entered the room, the whole area erupted in a roar of cheers and cries, filled with nobles from across the nation, dressed in the most expensive and extravagant suits and dresses money could buy. Elianna blushed like a tomato, her cheeks contrasting sharply with her creamy skin as she smiled. Even though she was a royal, she wasn’t used to this much attention or noise for that matter, preferring to enjoy quiet times in her room with her books instead of attending lavish gatherings such as these. However, she knew it would be rude to refuse such a thoughtful celebration, so she danced with her father, as is custom in coming-of-age celebrations.
Musicians played beautiful, harmonious songs as the two danced. “Are you enjoying the party, my daughter?” the king asked, smiling warmly. Elianna looked up at her father and smiled back. “Yes, I am, father. How did you organize all this? This is the most spectacular ball I’ve ever seen!” “Well, it’s my girl’s special day! After all, you only turn 22 once! And who better deserves it than my beloved little one.” The king said right back. “I can see great things from you, Elianna. You could help a lot of people one day. A lot of people indeed.” He said, smiling, his eyes going misty. Elianna did think of all the possible things she could do when she became queen. She could help stabilize the outer reaches of the kingdom, helping to secure peasant families against bandits and natural disasters. She could open a public library, letting all of the historical and educational knowledge out to the general public. She could even try to negotiate peace with the orcs, with which they have been at war for centuries. With that kind of power, she could do almost anything.
After the ball ended and the guests left for their respective estates, Elianna was exhausted. She wasn’t used to so much going on in one day, even with her royal duties as princess. While thinking of how well she was going to sleep tonight and how fun of a day she had, she excused herself to her chambers as she bid her mother and father goodnight. When she arrived at her room, she noticed something on her desk next to her bed. It was a large, gray book. Emblazoned on its cover was a strange symbol resembling an eye, colored a crimson red. “How strange, I don’t remember owning this book…” Elianna said, confused as to where this mystery book came from. However, Elianna noticed a handwritten note was next to the book. She picked it up and read it;
Elianna,
Your mother and I wanted to tell you how proud we are to call you our daughter. You have grown into a beautiful, kind, and sensible young woman. We cannot thank the gods enough that they brought you into this world… to us… just a short 22 years ago. Next to this note is our gift to you. We know how fond you are of your books, so we thought we could at least try to add to that ever-expanding library of yours without overwhelming you like we usually do. Although it is not much, this book is of a very special rarity and contains stories and fables not native to our land or culture. Our best and most faithful mages have enchanted it to help immerse you into this book, to help you see these stories in your mind! We hope that this small gift shows our great and unending love for you. May you enjoy it just as much, our dearest, little daughter.
King Erison and Queen Areyla of House Averinne
Elianna’s eyes began to well up slightly. Such a small yet thoughtful gift meant much more to her than large, fanciful celebrations filled with stuffy, old-fashioned aristocrats who most likely did not care about her, although she appreciated the efforts of such a celebration. “I love you too, mother and father.” She said softly, smiling warmly. She opened the book to the very first page, curious to see what stories of other lands were held within. Through the keyhole in her door, prying eyes were secretly watching…
What met Elianna’s eyes was something she did not expect. Strange symbols and characters she had never seen before filled the pages, flooding her vision. Normally, she would put the book down if she could not read it, but this book had a strange pull, however. She felt oddly compelled to keep reading. Small whispers filled her head; unintelligible, near-unnoticeable whispers that she did not understand. These whispers were oddly soothing, easing her mind as they wormed their way in. “This must be the spell the note was talking about.” Elianna thought to herself. She flipped to the next page almost mechanically, her eyes bombarded by even more symbols and characters. The whispers grew slightly louder and more coherent, just teetering on the edge of being understood. This instilled a strong curiosity in Elianna; what were they saying? She had to know! To find out, she kept reading, the whispers bombarding her mind and the symbols clouding her vision. “sssssshhhllsasasssssObeysllshhahasssshhhahhhhsssss……..” Elianna’s eyes flickered. Obey! She finally understood a word! Obey! But, the question was ‘obey what?’ What would she need to obey? Elianna knew that the only way to find out would be to keep reading. She followed the whispers across the pages like a fish following a lure.
The whispers grew even louder as her vision was even further clouded, her mind wanting to know what she had to obey. She listened to the whispers; “ObeyshhllashhhhallsssssaNatural ordersahhshhalaaslllllaasssss…….” The natural order? What was the natural order? If Elianna wasn’t entirely hooked and curious then, she was now. The natural order… What could the book mean? Maybe the spell her father’s mages enchanted it with would help her find out. She flipped the page without telling her arm to do so, the whispers growing into voices. Small ones, to be sure, but voices nonetheless. “Submissiveness…ObeySHhlahhshsahhhhllsssssNatural orderlahssshhhhlsssassh…” Submissive? Were the voices telling her to be submissive? If they were, then to who? Who would she have to obey and be submissive to in the natural order? What was the natural order? She was completely enthralled with finding out the answer. She had to know. She needed to know. Elianna once again flipped the page to hear louder voices, ones that she could coherently hear. Finally, she could understand what she was meant to!
“Obey the natural order… submissiveness to the greater of the two sexes is desirable….. it is right to be meek and servile…. Obey and you will be made whole…….” She could feel her shoulders relax as the symbols and voices spiked their way into her mind. Her surroundings faded out of existence as the page filled her vision. Elianna kept reading, her eyes not leaving the page for a solitary second. “Obey…. Natural order….. be made whole….” Elianna moaned to herself. Normally, she would disagree with such a statement, but somehow, this made sense to Elianna. It just felt right. It felt…. good. The young princess was constantly unsure of the future and the fate of her kingdom-to-be. She was afraid of failing her people and her family line, the uncertain nature of the world.
Eager to learn what a woman was to do in life, her ultimate purpose, she kept reading. Eventually, the voices swirling around her all united into one, telling her one command; “Close your eyes.” Elianna did what she was told, her eyelids shutting firmly. Images of meek, subservient, gorgeous women filled her mind, all crowded around an impossibly huge, dark creature. A large, central eye with tendrils numbering in the thousands gazed down at her. Strangely, she felt no fear seeing such a figure. Seeing all these women look so happy, free of the burden of thought or stress, Elianna felt at peace knowing her true ‘purpose’ in life; to be a faithful servant of the creature she stood before and to the “greater” of the two sexes. One of the women even looked…. familiar. The ocular entity spoke with a voice powerful yet comforting; “Well done, my creation… I am Isthornis… You have finally learned the true role of your order… Come forward and receive my seal… Go forth and do my will….” Elianna nodded in total agreement. Her future was clear now, without a shadow of a doubt in her mind. Without conscious movement, she kneeled before Isthornis, her arms out and palms up in meditative reverence. A long, skinny tendril extended from his body, ever so gently touching her forehead. The symbol of the book manifested where Isthornis’s touch made contact, glowing a crimson red.
The world snapped back to her bedroom. Elianna’s eyes slowly opened. Instead of the usual emerald green, her irises were gray and dull, small and contracted. Her eyes were wide as her lips curled into a small, meek smile. She gently closed the book and placed it in front of her. “Blessed be the great Isthornis…..” Elianna said softly, her forehead glowing with the symbol. The door quietly opened, the prying eye stepping in. It was none other than Elianna’s father, King Erison himself. However, his expression was not one of concern, but one of elation and relief.

A few weeks earlier…..
A group of mysterious men gathered in a circle in the forest surrounding the kingdom’s capital city. All were dressed in greyed cloaks sporting the symbol of an eye, emblazoned in crimson red; the same one as the book. Strange prayers and chants were uttered in unison, the men’s arms out and palms up to the sky. The prayers concluded and the men looked at one another. Each of them took their hoods off, revealing their faces. One of the men was Erison, his expression one of nervousness. “Brothers, I am uncertain about this operation. I fear my daughter’s conscience may be too stubborn to accept the truth about the natural order of the world. Will it even work?”
A man with silvery-gray hair and a neatly cut beard stepped forward, gently putting a hand on the King’s shoulder, trying to comfort him. “Please, have faith Brother Erison. This book has been blessed by the power of Isthornis Himself. She will learn her place faithfully.” The man said. “Brother Selek, please present Brother Erison the robes.” The cloaked man known as Selek came forward with grayed clothes resembling the group’s own, but it was more revealing; a simple cross-bra with a belt and loin cloth displaying the crimson seal of Isthornis. Black neck and wrist clasps accompanied it. Erison took the robes and the book graciously, looking at the other men around him. “Thank you, Brother Rendt. Elianna will learn her true purpose and no doubt will linger. Once she is ready, we will meet in the gardens at nightfall on that day. Let us pray, brothers…” Rendt and the others smiled warmly as they remade the circle. All of them put their arms out, palms up as they began droning out the chants; “Blessed be the Great Isthornis…”

Back to the present….
Erison stood before his daughter, sitting meekly at her desk, a small smile on her face. “Thank Isthornis the spell worked! Elianna, how do you feel?” he asked eagerly. Without a moment’s hesitation, she spoke in a soft, dreamy voice; “I feel wonderful, father….. I finally see the truth of who I am to be….. A faithful servant of our God Isthornis and of my fellow man…..” Erison couldn’t be happier to hear those words. Finally, his daughter had no doubt in her mind of her future path. She would serve the Fellowship steadfastly. “I’m so proud of you, Elianna… Stand up and face me, my dear.” Erison commanded. “Yes, father….” Elianna said meekly. The young former princess did as she was told, standing with perfect posture, her hands together at her front, her feet primly together. Her smile had not gone away. Erison placed a hand on his daughter’s smooth, pale cheek. Her head leaned into his palm, almost by instinct as she sighed softly. “Can you believe it? My little girl, finally all grown up.” Erison said, smiling widely at his daughter’s complacency. He pulled out the robes the men had given him and held them before his brainwashed daughter.
“Here, put these robes on. They are much more befitting of your place in the order.” He instructed. Again, without question, Elianna obeyed; “Yes, father. Thank you for these garments…” She slowly undressed, snaking her shoulders out from under her dress’s collar, it sliding over her lithe frame. Her perky breasts jiggled slightly as the dress rubbed across them on their way down. Her pink nipples poked out from beneath as the collar slipped down to her ribs. The blue dress crumpled to the floor around her, revealing her naked form in its entirety. She took the “robes” her father was holding and dutifully clothed herself in them, taking extra care to fasten them properly. After a few minutes, she was finished. She stood before her father, fully dressed as an acolyte of the Fellowship of Isthornis, ready and willing to serve. Seeing Elianna dressed, he beckoned her to follow him. She did so obediently. The two walked down the labyrinthine corridors of the palace to the door that led to the gardens at the rear of the castle. Erison stopped and turned to look at Elianna. “Now, wait here until I tell you to present yourself, my dear.” He instructed her. “Yes, father… I will wait…” she droned, still smiling. Erison pushed the large door open, walking out into the grass. What awaited him were several cloaked men and a carriage.
“Hello, my brothers!” Erison said cheerfully, holding his arms out to embrace the men. “Greetings, Brother Erison. You seem to be in high spirits! I take it the blessing worked?” Rendt asked, smiling. “Oh, yes! She knows her true purpose in life now! Not a shadow of a doubt lingering, just as I had hoped!” Erison smiled. Rendt’s smile widened as he put a hand on Erison’s shoulder. “That is excellent news! However, where is she? I do not see her.” He inquired. Erison’s eyes lit up, anticipation fueling them. “Fear not, Brother Rendt. She is here, I merely wanted to surprise you! Elianna, my dearest, come out here at once.” The monarch ordered. A small voice permeated the night air and chirps of crickets; “Yes, of course father….” Elianna obediently walked out into view, her tender, bare feet softly plodding across the grass. She stopped in front of the several cloaked men, her hands and feet together in prim submissiveness and her meek smile on display. Her forehead still glowed with the seal of Isthornis.
Rendt along with the other men smiled widely, looking at the young woman. “I must say, this has surpassed even my expectations! Well, done, Brother Erison!” Rendt said looking at the others, them nodding in agreement. “Please, allow me to examine her, if that is alright with you, brother.” Rendt asked, looking at Erison for confirmation. Erison simply smiled and held his hand out towards his daughter. “Please, by all means, brother!” With the king’s permission, Rend placed his hand on Elianna’s chin, getting a good look at her blissful, complacent face. He brushed her lips with his thumb, noting on how soft, warm, and smooth they were. Elianna simply stood there, allowing him to do this.
Just then, Rendt spoke; “Elianna, take my thumb into your mouth. Show your obedience.” Elianna meekly responded with “Yes, most certainly, sir…” Her soft, pink lips wrapped around the cultist’s thumb, down to the first knuckle. Her tongue swirled around his digit, making gentle suckling noises as she licked the tip tantalizingly, sighing softly. Rendt smiled as the other members looked on with anticipatory smiles. “Mm, yes… She will make a fine maiden of the Fellowship!” An erection soon manifested between Rendt’s legs, making itself evident by the bulge beneath his robes. Feeling this, an idea came to his mind. He looked to Erison. “Brother, do you mind if I further ‘test her loyalty’?” he asked. Erison looked at the bulging erection beneath Rendt’s robes, quickly putting two and two together. “Oh, of course, brother! If she is to serve the Fellowship, she will need to work on her abilities. This will be excellent training. By all means!” Erison said, nodding his head.
Rendt smiled at the king and looked to Elianna. He unbuttoned a special forward-facing flap on his robe and let his hardened, throbbing member protrude forward. “Elianna, service me.” He ordered. Without a moment’s hesitation, she obeyed. She got on her knees and reached forward to grab the cock that was inches from her face. Her soft hand grabbed its girth and she started stroking, her wrist making a gentle twisting motion. She brought her lips to the tip of Rendt’s cock and gave it a tender kiss, to the cultist’s delight. Several more kisses were given to the tip before Elianna opened her mouth. Her pink, wet tongue poked out and brought its tip across Rendt’s, sighing with contentment as her breath warmed the shaft. “Ohh… yes… Keep going, acolyte…” Rendt said, his voice softening with pleasure. In obedience, Elianna’s tongue licked and glided all over the head of Rendt’s cock, the fleshy mushroom throbbing in pleasure. Elianna sighed as her tongue continued its slow, drooling circles, her hand still stroking Rendt’s shaft. Her lips then sank over the head of Rendt’s cock, her tongue licking the underside, feeling the throbbing urethra inside. Her head gently bobbed back and forth, back and forth, her slick moist tongue swirling around Rendt’s shaft, her soft lips sucking so gently. “A-Ahhh… hahhh…. S-She is quite the prodigy…” Rendt panted, attempting to maintain his composure. While it certainly was not as refined as some of the other women in the Fellowship, Elianna’s royal mouth was certainly a treasure in and of itself. Erison smiled at his fellow’s satisfaction. His daughter would be of excellent use in the Fellowship’s monastery. She would fulfill her ‘purpose’ as a woman. She kept sucking Rendt’s throbbing member as his eyes rolled back and closed, soft moans escaping his lips. Just then, a voice broke the sucking silence.
“Erison? Husband? Why aren’t you in bed, beloved?” a gentle voice said. It was Elianna’s mother, Queen Areyla, fully dressed in her usual sleepwear. “I woke up and saw that you had gone, so I just- W-what goes on here?” She looked at the scene before her, numerous cloaked men and a carriage crowding the gardens. Rendt’s eyes snapped open, looking at Areyla in total surprise, the other men having similar looks. “Beloved, W-who are those men and why are they here? The gates were guarded!” She questioned. Erison stepped forward to meet his wife. “My queen, it is nothing you need to worry about. You should return to bed, my dear.” He said, looking in her eyes. “What? No! What is going on here, Erison? I demand to know as your queen and your wife!” Erison’s expression soured slightly, damning his wife’s curiosity and stubbornness. It was something his daughter had inherited. “AS I said, you needn’t worry about it! Please go back to bed, my love.” He said, his voice turning sterner.
The scene was deathly quiet, as the cultists were too surprised to make a move. The sound of crickets were all that met the wind. Just then, a soft suckling noise met Areyla’s elven ears. She looked down at Rendt’s waist to see something she hadn’t noticed in the pitch blackness of the night; her daughter on her knees, still obediently sucking the man’s member. Her eyes widened in horror and disgust. “W-WHAT IN SELEZIN’S NAME?!?!” She cried, falling back and covering her mouth. Tears ran down her cheeks. She quickly got up and started running for the door. “GUARDS!!! GUARDS!!!” She cried, trying to summon assistance. Without a second thought, Erison bolted after her, his crown falling in the grass. He grabbed hold of her wrist and tried to pull her back outside. Her slender wrist was able to evade his grasp. However, she was not quick enough to escape her husband’s tackle. She slammed into the ground, with Erison on top of her pinning her down.
The two struggled and grunted, their bodies writhing on the grass. “H-husband, why are you doing this!? Why?!” Areyla cried, tears streaming down her face as she struggled. Erison tried his best to keep her pinned. “HNGH! You know, Arayla… You always were a nosy little hogsnot! Never knew when to mind your own gods-damned business!” Erison said venomously into her ear. “I think I can help with that, though, my dear Areyla…” The pinned queen looked at Erison through the corner of her eye with terror and confusion. “W-wha…?” she said, her voice shaking. “W-what do you mean? Wha.…?”
Erison leaned in close to his wife’s ear and whispered a single phrase; “Know your place…..”
That single phrase echoed in Areyla’s mind. It filled her head, fuzzing out all other thoughts within. Her struggles gradually ceased, her muscles relaxed, and her irises grew small and grayed. “Yes…. I must… Know my place….” She said softly. She lay there, limp and docile. With Areyla incapacitated, Erison looked back to the cloaked members to explain in panting breath. “I had made her privy… to the truth of Isthornis many years ago….I hid it in her…. In her memory, to be brought out with a…. special phrase.” Rendt and the others were duly impressed with Erison’s mastery of the power of Isthornis’s blessing. Elianna hadn’t noticed the event transpire, as she was still dutifully servicing Rendt. “Brother Erison, you have displayed great courage in the service of our god. For that, you will surely be rewarded.” Rendt said in congratulations. Erison pulled himself to his feet, his legs shaky and tired. “Areyla, my dear… Stand up.” He commanded. Areyla did just that, rising to her feet next to her husband. She adopted the same pose and smiling expression her daughter had before. “Yes, my dear husband…” She said in a soft and dreamy voice. Pointing to Rendt and the other cloaked men, Erison gave her a command; “Go help our daughter service Rendt.” Without even so much as a second’s hesitation, she obeyed. “Yes…” she said dreamily, walking over to him.
Areyla kneeled next to her daughter, who stopped sucking to make room for her mother on Rendt’s cock. Almost in perfect unison, the two elven royals licked up and down the sides of Rendt’s glistening, throbbing shaft. Their soft mouths kissed the sides of his glans, licking and savoring the underside and frenulum, softly moaning and sighing. Rendt’s eyes rolled back and shut in pleasure as the other cultists watched, utterly aroused and silently praising Isthornis. As much as they wanted to get involved, they stayed their hands, as one was not to interrupt a ‘holy’ ceremony. “H-huuuhhh…. Oh, y-yesssss…… Elianna, service my balls. I want to feel this queen’s mouth.” Rendt instructed. The two royals obeyed. Elianna moved over and lowered her head, gently licking and sucking on Rendt’s testicles, them throbbing on her tongue. Areyla took her place center stage, her head bobbing back and forth and her mouth enveloping his cock, slurping. Her tongue swirled around his cock, a circle even smoother than Elianna’s. She made soft moans and “mmph”s as her mouth took his cock all the way down to the base, her throat bulging to make way. The feeling of the two girls combined was mind-blowing. In fact, he felt the pressure in his balls rising, the pleasure building. “Elianna, Areyla, take your positions and open your mouths…” He ordered. The queen and princess did as they were told without question, taking their places before him and opening their mouths, tongues out and all.
Rendt took his cock in hand and stroked. It only took a few pumps before his hot, sticky seed sprayed on the girls’ waiting tongues. “Haaah!! H-uunhhh… hohhhh…” Squirt after squirt erupted onto the obedient girl’s slick, wet tongues. The salty onslaught eventually ceased. The semen was so plentiful and so thick, it dripped from their tongues. Their mouths were still obediently open and their bodies were still obediently kneeling. Rendt pulled his rapidly deflating cock back into his robe and buttoned the flap, satisfied with the ‘ceremony’. Erison smiled as he watched. His two girls were serving his god faithfully as well as the men around them. He knew that he would surely be rewarded for his efforts, as Rendt had said before. Another idea that he knew was certain to please his brothers came to mind. “Alright, stand up.” He commanded. The two enslaved elven beauties did so without question. “Give each other a kiss. Swap his seed.”
Elianna and Aryela pulled each other into a tight kiss, holding each other’s heads in a close embrace. Their breasts pressed together, squishing supplely under the force of the other’s. Their lips smacked and their tongues glided over one another’s and around each other’s mouths. The semen swapped and sloshed between their tongues, dripping onto their chins as their mouths were stuck in a near-endless cycle of sucking and licking. Semen and saliva trailed between their lips as they each took brief pauses to breathe. Soft moans and gasps escaped their lips as their grey eyes looked into each other’s. This sight pleased Erison’s brothers indeed, their faces all smiling and their eyes watching intently.
Rendt walked over to Erison and clapped a hand on his shoulder, smiling brightly. “They are faithful servants of Isthornis, my brother. They have proven their loyalty and their connection to Him. Your rewards shall be plentiful.” Erison smiled with relief. He had pleased his god. Satisfied with how things had gone, he ordered the two girls to stop kissing. The two ceased swapping Rendt’s seed as they adopted the stance of obedience, their hands together at the front, their feet together. “Swallow all the seed that remains, my dears.” Erison ordered. Elianna and Areyla immediately swallowed, the warm, salty semen flowing down their throats. They wiped up what semen remained on their chins with their fingers and licked them clean, swallowing those loads as well. Erison walked over to his wife, looking her in her meek, smiling face. “My dear Areyla, you are to return to bed and forget all that has happened tonight. You will also have no memory of Elianna, for she no longer exists in your mind.” He softly told her. “Yes, my husband… I will return to bed and forget all of this as well as Elianna….” She turned and walked over to the door, her figure disappearing into the hall.
With Areyla gone, Erison turned to Elianna, still standing there obediently. “As for you, my dearest daughter, you will accompany these men to the monastery where you will worship our god Isthornis as well as carry out other duties. Do you understand, my dear?” He questioned. Elianna turned her head to face her father. “Yes, father… I will go to the monastery to worship our god… I will faithfully and happily serve…” She said softly, still smiling meekly. Erison put his hand on her cheek, her head leaning into his palm like before. “Good girl…” He smiled, his voice dripping with satisfaction. She soon walked over to the carriage, her bare feet climbing the steps to the cabin. She took her seat as the cloaked members piled in around her. She sat in the ‘proper’ position, her hands in her lap and her feet together. She stared ahead with her greyed eyes as her soft smile persisted. Rendt looked back as he climbed into the carriage and called to Erison; “Blessed be the great Isthornis!” Erison smiled warmly. “Blessed be the great Isthornis!” he called back in reverence. The chariot doors shut as the coachman softly beckoned his horses to move, tapping them with the buggy whip. The chariot rolled forward, down the paved path into the forest. The chariot disappeared from Erison’s view behind a thick grove of trees. He let out a sigh as he walked back into the palace, picking up his crown along the way. He made his way back to the royal chambers to find his wife sleeping peacefully. He caressed her cheek and smiled as he disrobed into his sleepwear and tucked himself into the sheets.

“My little daughter… All grown up…” he said happily.

-END-
RedCollarBlackCollar
>> #400320
Posted on 2020-12-30 00:41:46
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If you're not the artist, you don't need to tag yourself as such. And for very long stories in the comments, please use spoilers.
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Kommander6084
>> #400322
Posted on 2020-12-30 01:04:17
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RedCollarBlackCollar said:
If you're not the artist, you don't need to tag yourself as such. And for very long stories in the comments, please use spoilers.
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Oh, thank you! I appreciate the advice. I'm still pretty new here XD

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