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Wet Cherry of Truth	By : uztre Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 96308 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Summary:
Lost in beautiful memories about Geralt in her private room, Yennefer opens the wine bottle Netek gave her and drinks the dregs of it. Immediately, she realizes how her sexy body gets hot and seeks for a proper way of cooling off. Fingers pressed between her thighs and against her edging cunt, Yennefer tries at first to masturbate the blistering heat "off" her body, as someone suddenly knocks at her door and extends his big, meaty thick... hand to her as a common symbol of... dwarven help.
Tags: F solo, F/M, masturbation, blowjob, humiliation, reluctance, semi-consensual
Notes:
- Spell-checked on June 12, 2018
In her private room again, Yennefer went through all maps and existing evidence linked to Ciri. Holding a glass of wine in one hand and a book in the other, her lilac eyes wandered over the words narrating the story of the Elder Blood and Pavetta Fiona Elen, Ciri's mother, as she got suddenly distracted by a bottle of wine placed on the nightstand.
She was sure that the bottle had to be there before her meeting with the Captain, as she put all things away and decided to take a closer look at it. Her eyes widened when she recognized the label; Purple of Rivia, the bottle the dwarf wanted to give her recently.
"He dared to enter my cabin without my explicit permission!" Yennefer boiled over with rage, as she wiped the dust off the bottle while gazing at it in abstraction. Memories of her time with Geralt awakened before her mind, with some of them more pleasant and others more annoying.
Lost in thought, her fingers clasped the cork of the bottle and drew it out with one simple motion. The sweet aroma diffused immediately as she filled another empty glass carefully, circulated it with her fingers few times before she slugged the whole liquid down in small sips. When the last drop had finally rushed through the last bit of her taste buds, Yennefer licked her glossy plush lips in pleasure.
Unsurprisingly, it didn't take long as the whole bottle got empty and the woozy sorceress let herself collapse into the fluffy bed. A sudden wave of heat began to crawl along her thighs up to her b-cup tits, made her breathing unsteady and restless. As its intensity hit its peak, the glowing wave clashed against the back of her head and converted into something she thought it was already gone missing a long time ago; ardent desire.
The beautiful sorceress' back arched, her hands clenched the blanket as her head swung constantly from one side to the other, causing her slim legs to flex and press together in helpless response. Her heart was throbbing in her chest, poking incessantly against her ribs. The bolts of pleasure, with their treacherous energy concentrating on her swollen clit, made her pussy wet and itchy in no time.
"Aaaahh... dammit," the startled sorceress panted into her pillow, totally overwhelmed by the side effect of the wine which was getting more dominating and greedy with every additional motion she made. She lost control, couldn't stop her own body from devouring itself as her toes curled in her boots with wild excitement. Her pussy was demanding, calling after limber fingers and strong affection. She had to obey.
And as if this wasn't enough, her perfectly shaped tits and nipples stiffened in helpless defense and started poking against the soft fabric of her corset bra. They wanted to get caressed and pinched hard, squeezed possessively together. The urge seemed to be indomitable, as the troubled sorceress' hands hunted for her pants and pulled them down to her knees in sheer desperation, appreciating the cold breeze's touch on her bare shaved cunt.
Uncontrollably, one of her hands reached out to grasp at it. Her fingers pressed into the now exposed slit, tracing the curve of the moist flesh as she spread the labia apart with her fingertips and began caressing the little button with uncontrollable relish, forcing hereby kinky pictures of herself and Geralt to come to reality in her depraved mind. In her fantasy, Yennefer was riding him in the reverse cowgirl position, clashing her buttocks against his hard pelvic with such force that her firm b-cup tits were bouncing up and down fiercely to all directions while her soaking pussy was clenching his full-erect cock like a snake its helpless victim.
"Yesss... ahhh... fuck me Geralt!" She moaned hungrily, as she rubbed her clit faster and harder, her heart pounding incessantly as the heat welled within her chest. Soon, she was picturing herself on the top their white unicorn, naked and drenched with sweat, spreading her legs widely so he could ravish her like the whores of the brothels and alleyways he was used to banging, like those he called useless sluts and never had the guts to call her the same way as well.
Visions blurred and shifted constantly, as a loud screech escaped her lips. Her fingers were sliding up and down over her swollen clit with such intensity and pressure now that the sticky juices of her pussy started to splash all over her raw body, making its sweat scent the first thing a curious man would notice when entering the stuffy room.
The lucky man Yennefer dreamed of now was handsome and tall, his ripped body worthy to carve in stone sculpture and to get spilled with so much honey that she wasn't able to lick it off completely before getting the best sugar shock in her life. In her fantasy, her dream lover's cock was as long as her own elbow and as thick as her upper arm. When he pushed its piston-like head slowly into her very tiny snatch, Yennefer could do anything but scream like a bitch in heat. His hands were placed on her slender neck, chocking possessively and making her feel being used and loved like never before.
Her imagination and the heat became indefensible as a hand tugged at her black jacket and made the silver buttons leap up in the air and her b-cup tits spill out from their tight cage called corset bra, allowing the horny sorceress that way to squeeze and pluck her stiffened nipple when it bucked into her hand. As inevitable orgasm seemed to take real shape, Yennefer squeezed her tit even harder and thrust two more fingers into her craving pussy.
Her surroundings turned into a sea of cascading climaxes as Yennefer fingerfucked herself at a dizzy piercing speed by bumping her fingers as hard as the magic sextoy she brought along with her other things, but never dared to use it during the last few years again.
It was actually a gift from Philippa Eilhart during their little self-discovery time and secret togetherness she never told anyone, a totally scalable and flexible dildo-like magic multitool. Philippa swore by it, one day even lost completely her mind as Yennefer used it as a strap-on and fucked her roughly from behind while spanking her raw butt in unison. The special feature was its unique ability to transmit its inflicted pleasure from the person who was getting fucked to the person who was actively using it, or in other words; the harder Yennefer fucked Philippa, the more pleasure the penis-like thing gave back to Yennefer and vice versa.
And because it was magic, Yennefer could multiply its devilish effect as requested like multiplying the inflicted pleasure by a factor of ten, for instance. As she did this once, Philippa's eyes vanished to the back of her skull and saliva dribbled down from the corner of her torn open mouth to the marble floor of the Royal Library of Redania they had often used as their personal fun place. She could exactly remember how Philippa stopped moaning and her slim body started to jerk uncontrollably as the hardest and biggest orgasm of her life drove her over the edge and made whimper like the greatest little bitch of the continent for almost two days.
Since that day, Yennefer chose Geralt's tenderness over the tool's addictive features.
Pumping her fingers in and out with crossed and uncrossed digits, Yennefer felt another fantasy shifting again, as she imagined this time herself being on all fours, her raw ass getting spoiled by her dream lover's hard slapping hips. She begged him to stop, tried to push him away but he refused to listen and rammed his cock even harder into her tiny snatch. In her mind, he was treating her like a cheap whore of a dirty dark back alley, pulling her curly-black hair while slapping her ass until it turned red and ached with searing pain. In her fantasy, her dream lover gave a fuck about her complaints, just used her beautiful body to satisfy his own pleasure and desires.
Like a real man, a beast.
Yennefer's skin turned into a puddle of sweat, with her inner heat and horniness having no end in sight. While her moaning and pleasure grew constantly in unison, the blanket beneath her body became a mess. Her pussy juices were dripping and forming a circular-formed pool below her gushing snatch as her sexy body cavorted on the mattress. Her hands were humping furiously as the wet sound of her fingers sliding through her juicy folds filled the room and let her hips push even harder and deeper into them. Everything in the room seemed to spin around when she became one with the pleasure.
During its final stage, the heat changed into purgatory fire, became stronger and more dominant than ever before. Regardless of how fast and hard Yennefer pushed her fingers into her tiny cunt, the fire didn't seem to decrease in any way, on the contrary, her whole body craved and lusted even after more.
And then finally, after so many pleasurable peaks and climaxes, a catalytic explosion of multiple mini-orgasms inflamed her belly and reached every cell in her body in no time, causing Yennefer to cry out in pleasure as her body clamped around the fingers, each little twitch on her hypersensitive clit made her jerk and spasm incessantly.
But her eyes widened in shock as realized that the hotness didn't stop but kept its intensity when her surroundings became blurry and sultry. The wine or something within had been driving her over the edge and she was totally helpless against it, causing her to burn from inside and outside in unison.
"Have to go out, take an airing. Shit... aaaahhhh it soo damn hot in here..." Yennefer panted, rolled her body off the bed with the last of her remaining mental strength but having no energy left to keep her hands off her tits and her wet cunt, as she collapsed on hard wooden floor and continued to masturbate like wanton dyke. With one hand being jammed between her thighs and the other clenched around her breast, she lay there, immobilized and boiling, floating out to the sea of never-ending wickedness while the cabin's walls came closer and closer, trying to crush her to death.
In a bid to relieve herself of the steamy grasp, the sorceress began tossing her clothes away, one by one, starting with her high-heeled shoes. It was an ordeal, each part of her clothing was soaking in sweat and made the taking off almost impossible. As Yennefer finally achieved to undo her corset bra and toss it on the bed, two strong knocks at the door scared the hell out of her, making her heart shaking in shock and desire at the same time.
Being on all fours, the sorceress' hand reached out to grasp the doorknob, expecting to see Captain Vilgord, even Geralt or her dream lover. At this very moment, reality and fantasy seemed to be two sides of the same coin, indistinguishable and seductive in equal measure.
"Well, well, what do we have here? A bitch in heat seekin' for a proper cock, I presume," the dwarf called Netek appeared before the sweaty sorceress and chuckled with a venomous smile. His leering expression gave her a chill when his copper green eyes started to examine her beautiful naked body without any shame.
"You piece of shit, what did you do to me?" Yennefer hissed, trying to cover her pussy and tits while sitting on her feet.
"Me, Her Serene Highness? Nothin'," he replied mockingly without changing his leering smile.
"What did you add to the wine? What is happening to me?" She barked with despair, trembling and struggling against the loss of her conscious mind with all might.
"Ah this little thin' you mean. Well, your body is actually fightin' against the poison of an Endrega queen," Netek explained, looking directly into the sorceress' large pupils. "But don't worry, m'Lady, I have the right antidote just with me. It is hidden in me pants and very eager to make your acquaintance, hehe."
The dwarf grinned sardonically from ear to ear as he grabbed himself at the crotch and chuckled stupidly. "You fool really dare to FUCK with ME. I will crush your little body int-...!" Yennefer yelled but got interrupted as Netek slapped her across the beautiful face and shut her up, her shoulder-length hair and star pendant shaking heavily. It happened so fast, came upon her so unexpectedly she couldn't duck away on time and had to take the brunt of the dwarf's ferocious blow, which also left an impression of his entire palm on her cheek behind.
"Yes m'Lady whore, I really FUCKIN' dare to FUCK with YOU. Besides, you didn't say the magic word. Such conduct does not become you," the dwarf uttered ironically, savoring every second of the beautiful sorceress' shocked expression, as he added, "What's wrong, me little lady? Haven't you got a tongue in your head? C'mon say somethin', you cock-suckin' piece of three-fuckholes!"
Still rubbing her aching cheek slowly, Yennefer was making herself ready to turn the insolent dwarf into a roach, as a sudden flashback of the Wild Hunt and Ciri recurred and called her off, the consequences vividly living up before her eyes.
"No? What the fuck. C'mon, bitch. Show me what you got. Hit me with your really great magic you mighty sorceresses always braggin' about," Netek acted like he was very perplexed about her inaction, beating his chest several times very hardly like he actually wanted her to blow him to hell. "Well, Nothin'? Then I guess I was right. You fuckin' whore can't perform magic. The crew and I never heard or see you doin' anythin' that actually looked like magic in any way. And there it is, the fuckin' proof I needed to make your life as miserable as possible until we arrive at Oxenfurt tomorrow."
Yennefer's face became as pale as death. Her heart stopped pounding while she was struggling for words, logical counterarguments and reasons but she didn't find one, nothing. Her authority as a mighty sorceress was her first and last line of defense. If someone started to call this into question, her last trump card would be totally useless and that would mean especially one thing; losing people's dishonest respect and honest fear.
In her case, it was close to a death sentence, or something even worse.
"Perhaps, yes yes that's it. Perhaps you're not an actual sorceress, it's just a cover to not get forced to sex and spoiled because of your hot appearance," Netek mocked the paralyzed sorceress, acting like he had actually disclosed the continent's greatest secret. "But, me little lady, don't worry. Me lips will remain closed as long as you use yours the way they are meant to be used," Netek stated coldly, copper green eyes gleaming with lust.
"Keep on dreaming!" Yennefer countered the most ironical way she was barely capable of, the heat still in the back. It was crawling up her limps and scorching the skin.
The dwarf made a step closer, snorted with laughter and whispered into her ear, "You can suck me dick, fuckin' bitch, or die very slowly and very painfully... and you're already feelin' it, right? The way the poison is affectin' your nerves and destroyin' the pathways, and the way your heart seems to explode and your body cravin' for a big cock, me cock."
The paralyzed sorceress listened carefully while the molester's bold fingers were softly running through her curly black hair, with his chilly breath evaporating at her ear and making her whole body twitch with disgust and crispness. "But no problem, me little lady, unlike you I have so much time, and well, if it comes to the point, I can have me fun with your beautiful dead body too, hehe. But jokin' apart, I'll promise you, you will get the antidote right after you showed me your most sincere submission, me wanna-be sorceress cunt."
"Dwarven scout's honor!" Netek stated and grinned as his right hand raised in the air.
The heat was boiling, like a sword of Damocles hanging over her petite existence. As it seemed to become too much, the sorceress' hand went reluctantly to the bulge in the dwarf's pants and began to stroke and squeeze his cock through the material. It jerked vigorously, as she ran her fingers from the bottom of its shaft slowly to its bulbous head and then back again, feeling literally its strong appetite for the touch of her plush lips and tongue worshiping it with reckless abandon.
"Smart girl. Now repeat after me: I am Lady Yennefer of fuckhole Vengerberg..." Netek prompted, lifting her chin up and looking directly into her empty eyes.
"I am Yennefer of... fuckhole Vengerberg," Yennefer repeated instantly.
"A powerful and respected sorceress..."
"A powerful and respected sorceress..."
"But in reality, no more than a useless bitch..."
"But in reality, no more than... a useless... bitch..."
"And the most depraved cock-sucking whore on the continent," Netek finished his sentence with giving her a little touch on the tip of her nose.

Pounding of her heart soaring up against her skullcap, Yennefer uttered with her sexy accent, "And the most depraved cock-sucking whore on the continent." Hearing such degrading words coming out her mouth so easily didn't offend her as much as she thought they would be as her cunt leaked with her own delicious pussy juices.
"What are you again in reality?! I couldn't understand you cunt."
"I am no more than a useless bitch..." Yennefer repeated suddenly, tongue moving of its own accord, "... and the most depraved cock-sucking whore on the continent."
"Again. Now the way you truly mean it!"
A little part of her wanted to refuse, stop herself of saying something, as her own lips and voice preempted," I am a useless bitch and the most depraved cock-sucking whore on the damn continent!!"
The heat changed from a little flame into a roaring fire, making each vulgar word coming from her lips feel true.
The dwarf's sardonic smirk grew in amazement. He never expected that it would be so easy to bring a mighty sorceress to heel. But he was prepared for this, and more than ready to make full use of it. Even Yennefer was surprised about how easily the words passed her plush lips, and how liberating they seemed to feel right now.
"Then start suckin' me cock, sorceress whore!"
Yennefer's heart was throbbing impetuously, aphrodisiac rushing through her veins, as her fingers found the buttons on the waist of his pants and pulled them open.
"Like any other woman, regardless of her status and abilities, this is the place you actually belong too, bitch!"
"Go on!"
When she yanked down the zipper, Netek's erect cock sprang out and smacked her on the made-up face. Yennefer realized with surprise that he wasn't wearing any underwear, as his seven-inch cock, hard and thick, rolled off the side of her face and a momentary flash of humiliation blazed over her again.
"I always wanna do this."
Netek grabbed her curly-black hair and pulled her sharply, bringing her face closer to him, as he swayed his hips and slapped her reddened cheeks with his erect cock few times. Glistening drops of precum fell from the head of his penis and splattered on her slim legs, as he brought the head up to her lips and commanded, "Now open these soft lips of yours and show me what a great sorceress you really are!"
The dwarf's erection twitched in eager anticipation as it pressed against her lips while he curled his finger even tighter in her curly hair. Then, Netek began pulling her hair harder and increasing the pressure very slowly until he saw the sorceress finally parting her plush lips and opening her mouth for him. Yennefer enjoyed every moment of the pain and shame which rushed through her body and mind.
His head fell back when the sorceress' hot lips touched the mouth of his dick tenderly and skimmed along his big bulbous head down to his swollen border, making it feel like he was trying to push his cock through a tiny glossy sphincter of her very asshole. Its massive girth forcing her jaw wide open, Yennefer arched her eyebrows in pleasure as Netek placed his hands on the sides of her head, holding her tightly before he pushed her head down slowly onto his erect cock, sliding it slowly into the tunnel of her moist mouth, deeper and deeper, until he felt his dick crushing against the back of her throat and her nose pressing against his fresh pubic hairs. Yennefer coughed heavily around, gag reflex was not working the way it should be as the pressure on her head became too much and spurts of saliva blurted out her tiny nostrils, running down her reddened cheeks.
"By Melitele's perky tits, what a mouth. It's meant to be used as a fuckhole," he growled, savoring the hotness and moisture of the sorceress' throat while closing his eyes with pleasure.

The dwarf's cock felt strange but also delicious between Yennefer's soft lips, bigger in size and significantly thicker than Geralt's, as she decided by her own to move her head slowly, running her tongue along the soft underside of his shaft. As the cock slid almost completely out of her mouth, the sorceress' tongue swirled in circles over the head, drew a shuddering moan from her molester before she crammed the whole cock deep into her mouth again.
Netek's breathing became jagged as she worked his cock slowly, sliding it in and out of her tiny mouth in long, lazy strokes, as her tongue danced over it. Yennefer didn't take notice as her right hand slid between her legs and her hips began to rock against the fingers rubbing her gushing, wet clit. Her other hand reached the dwarf's testicles and started to massage them with her limber fingers worthy of a high-class prostitute.

As she felt her pussy juices pouring over her fingers and then dribbling to the wooden floor of the ship, she closed her eyes and started moaning around his cock while sliding her fingers deeper into her dripping sex. Again, she took the dwarf's rigid cock deep into her mouth, first in a very slow way before letting her tongue run over its soft skin and then ram into her hungry mouth again.
"Yes, bitch. Show me the real Yennefer of Vengerberg!"
Her head pounded, as she smiled and kept his dick there for a long moment while it was straining her mouth the utmost. Then, slowly at first, she pushed herself back and forth, began sucking his seven-inch cock vigorously, sliding her fingers in and out of her dripping pussy with the bobbing of her head in perfect unison. Each stroke caused his stone-hard hard balls to slap against her chin and make a wet slapping noise echo through the cabin steadily.
As she increased the pace, Netek's grasp around her curly hair became tighter, causing Yennefer to close her eyes and to suck him harder, with her head bouncing more violently up and down on his shaft then ever. She grew even more aroused by the feeling of the dwarf's large penis in her mouth, as she opened her beautiful lilac eyes again and looked her molester straight in the eye, causing him to thrust his own hips faster against her totally smudged face of hers.
Yennefer moaned as she plunged more fingers into her dripping pussy and felt his cock stiffen in response. She drew it deeper, expecting that his orgasm was close, longing to feel his warm thick cum spurting against the back of her throat as she brought herself to orgasm.
"Hey Netek, what are you doing h- DAMN," a sailor, stout and human, appeared in the gangway and got surprised as he recognized what was really going on there. Reflexively, Yennefer tried to push herself away but failed as Netek kept her on a short leash by pulling her sweaty hair back again, with the slurping and glurking sound of the facefucking continuing to echo through the ship.
"Keep suckin' me cock, bitch. No need to get sloppy with your apology efforts!" Netek grunted at Yennefer and then turned his attention to his comrade while guiding the sorceress' head up and down his rock-hard cock until he was sure she was doing it by herself again.
"Alfred, me friend, Lady Yennefer of fucking Vengerberg has finally decided to make up for her stupid behavior, begged me to suck me cock so badly that I couldn't refuse to accept. Isn't that right bitch?"
Yennefer had her eyes closed, too horny and satisfied with the situation as her head snatched away from the dwarfish molester's shaft with a loud pop-like noise. The sorceress coughed heavily few times as fresh air rushed through her lungs.
"Isn't that right bitch?" Netek asked again in an undertone of superiority, the way Yennefer started to like it.
"Yes. I was very off-hand, and so very, very naughty," Yennefer said teasingly, grabbed the cock's thick base and rubbed her beautiful face against it, precum spurting out and sticking all over the place. After few seconds, she even started to smack its long shaft on her lips and licked its big testicles before shoving the piston back into her throat again.
The other sailor, Alfred, couldn't believe his ears. After what all his comrades had been gone through last days, it was good to see now the derisive sorceress crawling somehow in return. He was feeling no pity for her, not at all, caressing his semi-erect cock through his pants in needy anticipation of getting his own dirty hands on her beautiful, luscious body.
Netek aligned his cock before Yennefer's proud lips, savoring the slutty smell of her sweat-covered skin before building up momentum by moving his hips back, and then slamming his thick cock brutally through her glossy lips into her tiny tunnel hole called esophagus. Tears swelled up in the sorceress' empty eyes as her jaw was forced open to its limit and her long curly hair shook heavily under its pressure.
"What a fuckface... Hell yeah!"
The self-confident dwarf gritted his teeth in relish as he finally saw how little drops of tears curled down her smudgy face before he started to move his hips back and forth again in merciless motions, feeling the sorceress' palms on his thighs cushioning his thrusts. Netek's eyes blinked brightly as he was able to show his friend how needy his beautiful victim really was.
Beginning to have serious respiratory problems, Yennefer's eyes widened and vanished deeply behind her head, as the dwarf's thick cock constantly stretched her mouth to the fullest and made its way down to the deepest part of her esophagus over and over again, and then to her surprise stopped at once and rested so deep down in her like never before.
"Fuck, Yes!" The dwarf groaned as he reached the limit and came, with one splash of sticky cum after another dashing directly against the thin verge of her stomach, making sure no drop got wasted. It lasted few long moments, as his satisfaction was complete and he could watch how Yennefer's belly began to inflate like a balloon and her small stomach was filled to the brim with his dwarven seed.
Yennefer was paralyzed and curious. She never gave Geralt a blowjob, even less drunk his cum. Her eyebrows arched in pleasure as the cum's delicious, salty taste touched her gums and made her blame herself for never doing this before, with now feeling exactly how the last dollops dripped down her tongue. Unfortunately, he suddenly pulled her head away from him and caused his cock to make a wet sucking sound as he slipped out of her mouth and her body collapse hardly on the cold floor.
"Damn. That was a really good start for an apology. Alfred, what did you want from our beloved Yennefer actually?" Netek turned his attention to Alfred, his cock dangling happily and released above Yennefer's slightly jerking body. "Thought the crew was preparin' the last dinner before the arrival at Oxenfurt Harbor?"
"Yeah they have almost done the preparations. Captain Vilgord assigned me to ask the sorceress Lady whether she would like to join us or not. Though he knew her answer would be a simple no," Alfred stated and leered at Yennefer's tits and bubble butt blatantly, her sweaty skin making his cock agitate in his sultry paints.
"Almost finished? How time flies when a dwarf has so much fun with his little bitch," Netek chuckled. "But you can tell Vilgord that our whore called Yennefer is gonna participate this time. Just not like the way she thinks, hehe."
"You have something special in mind, Netek?"
"You remember the whore we've fucked during our last trip from Novigrad to Exeter and back? The things she wore the whole time? Bring 'em to me, Alfred, and I let you in on me special plan," the dwarf explained while smirking back at him with malicious pleasure. "And DON'T inform the others. Our best friend from the Devil's Pit wants it that way."
Alfred's eyes widened in surprise. "He's involved in this?"
The dwarf's sneer widened devilishly. "The whole thing is his plan. I don't know what this bitch has done to him but man, she must be really pissed him off. He gave me free rein to put her through the sweet meat grinder, hehe."
"And Captain Vilgord?"
"The stupid Captain and his trader assholes have to stay clueless too. His direct order. But now hurry up and do what I said. Lady fuckin' Yennefer is not famous for her patience," Netek laughed sardonically.
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