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Mania & Dementia (What-If?)

The Forsworn Retribution
Part XI - "Bonus Scenes & What-ifs"
By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson
Original Date Written: June 16, 2016

(This chapter is not a part of The Forsworn Retribution’s storyline. This is purely an extra scene written for fun, allowing me to write a potentially implausible scenario or situation without having to worry too much about properly fitting it into an overall plot. The What-if scenario of this chapter is: “What if Sabrina, against her better judgement, summoned both a Dark Seducer and a Golden Saint from Sheogorath’s realm of the Shivering Isles, in order to question them on the matter of Jyggalag? What if those two Daedra were not feeling particularly cooperative, and, against all odds, were also transgendered?” This chapter is the result:D. This chapter contains exclusively transgendered content in a threesome, so if you aren’t much of a fan of Sabrina or transgendered content, this chapter might not appeal to you, very much. Still, for those who are, please enjoy!)

“And...Perfect,” Sabrina thought, taking a step back from her summoning circle. Everything had been prepared with flawless precision. In an instant, she could have her two test subjects pulled from the realm of Oblivion, materializing them into Mundus for her to traffic with. Best of all, nobody would disturb her, in her subterranean home. No self-righteous crusader would interrupt the summoning ritual, or the potentially lengthy process of bending these Daedra to her will. It couldn’t be done any other way. She was as prepared as she could be, but even the slightest misstep or disturbance during the summoning process could have disastrous consequences for her life, or worse, her very sanity.
Still, she was no amateur hedge wizard, recklessly indulging in parlour tricks and sleights of hand. This was far from her first time summoning creatures from Oblivion, yet it was with these particular Daedra, subservient to this particular Prince. She had done more than a goodly amount of research into the subject - when dealing with Daedra, especially ones the conjurer intended on leaving unbound, no amount of preparatory paranoia or zealous caution was too much, doubly true if one intended on dealing in any way, shape, or form with Sheogorath’s realm of influence and wanted to walk away with an intact mind.
The timing was perfect. This opportunity might not come a second time, and if it did, it could take centuries to come about. She had learned that Sheogorath was currently indisposed, and had been for a surprisingly lengthy amount of time. He certainly would not notice if one or two of his soldiers disappeared, especially if she returned them before his “vacation” finished up. The two individuals she planned on conjuring into Mundus could not be any more dissimilar, besides their unending, absolute loyalty to the Daedric Prince of Madness, Sheogorath. One was of the Mazken, more commonly known as the Dark Seducers, who made up one half of Sheogorath’s Daedric followers and soldiers. The other, an Aureal, colloquially called Golden Saints, who comprised the other half of Sheogorath’s willing underlings.
Similar to the Dremora of Mehrunes Dagon, or the Daedroth of Molag Bal, both Mazken and Aureal were an entire race dedicated to combat, and pursued such an end with the fanaticism for perfection that only an immortal could maintain. They were eternal soldiers, having lived the lives of consummate warfare specialists since the dawn of Oblivion. They would not be easily broken. Summoning them unbound was incredibly dangerous - even for one as powerful as herself, they were not to be underestimated. And yet, just like all sentient Daedra, they still feared pain. They still feared humiliation and anguish. They did not fear death, only that which would make life less worth living.
As an immortal, herself, Sabrina could dedicate all the time in the world to breaking their wills - all she required of them were simply a few truthful answers to a few honest questions. If they desired to make the situation more difficult than it needed to be, then so be it. They’d suffer, for it. Of course, she fully expected she might still need to battle them to subjugate them, but she was hoping it wouldn’t have to come to that. Still, she took one last look around her home, ensuring that there wasn’t anything around that the Daedra might try to use to their advantage in any sort of bargaining or standoff. Towards her right, the cave tunnel leading up and out of her home stood, dark and foreboding. With the entrance sealed, escape would be impossible...For the Daedra, as well as herself.
Towards her left, in a central clearing near the cave exit, there was her round table, covered over in a vivid red tablecloth. Stacked overtop were piles upon piles of tomes, some flipped open to pages filled with text in dead tongues, including diagrams of archaic ritual designs. A few lit candles stood overtop the table near the one chair at it’s side, a tall, throne-like seat of rich brown wood, the cushions inlaid into the seat and backrest made of plush red velvet. Nothing was there that the Daedra could use, besides perhaps threatening to damage her tomes, an unwise move that would certainly drive her mad with rage.
Much of the rest of the cave’s space was taken up by tall, thick bookshelves of mahogany wood, the shelves of each filled to the brim with texts, treatises, and grimoires of varying thickness, height, and colour. Not only did the bookshelves cover the walls of the cave, lining the perimeter all around, but Sabrina had set up numerous parallel rows on either side, their faces turned horizontally towards the cave exit. Between the two sides, through the passage between that Sabrina had left herself, the cave’s natural fireplace could be seen, offering her home warmth and light. In a natural wall depression sinking into the stone wall, Sabrina maintained a fireplace, the smoke of which ran up into a ceiling crevice just inside the depression, allowing the smoke to escape somewhere outside the cave.
Not far from the fireplace, out of sight behind the bookshelves, was Sabrina’s bed, an exquisite retreat fit for a queen, with a fancifully carved wooden frame, a thick mattress covered over in dark purple sheets, and a tall headboard. Not much there besides her marital aids and a few lit candles. Sabrina’s red eyes turned back to her summoning circle. No, nothing was around that the Daedra might use against her. At worst, they might try to throw her into her own fireplace, upon the realization that she was a vampire. Of course, given her wide collection of books and mastery of most schools of Magicka, they might just as well think her a pawn of Hermaeus Mora, haranguing them purely for some secret knowledge that she, or perhaps even He, did not yet possess. The latter would be incorrect, and the former would be woefully ill-advised to attempt. This summoning was purely for Sabrina’s own curiosity.
Neatly inscribed into the floor with Void Salts was a large, opened eye, surrounded by the flowing flourish and Daedric runes of Conjuration needed to pierce the limen and bring her eminent houseguests into Mundus. Surrounding it in a circle were precisely six lit candles, made of a bloody red wax and perched over two-meter tall candlesticks of Ebony metal. Sabrina gave the circle a nod. It was time. She was mentally prepared, and she was ready to deal with even the most hardy of Daedra. She raised her right arm, the swirling, purple-black glow of Conjuration Magicka filling the palm of her hand, like a tiny vortex coiling inwards between her fingers. A faint purple glow briefly emanated from Sabrina’s eyes as she muttered the incantation to herself, then thrust her arm out towards the center of the summoning circle, sending the dark light in her hand blasting towards the Void Salts.
Instantly, the coarse, black powder across the floor turned to a bright white as the conjuring began. The flames of the candles flickered and wavered. A second later, a large sphere of Magicka, purple-black and swirling, expanded into being over the summoning circle, letting loose a whooshing boom that echoed throughout the cave. Sabrina’s brow furrowed in determination as she watched the Magicka rotate and dissipate, leaving two tall figures in it’s wake, standing just inside the summoning circle. Before Sabrina could even make out the two individuals, her brow was unknitting with anticipation. The summoning had worked, of course, just as she had imagined it would. With the two Daedra unbound, however, she’d need to remain careful. This was the way it needed to be, however.
If they had remained magically bound to her will, they would have been physically obedient as servants, but not genuinely subservient like she might require. If she decided that she’d need to send them back to Oblivion to obtain something, they would not do so - their obedience would end as soon as the Conjuration had ended. The only way to be sure that everything they told her was honest, and that they did everything she requested, was to completely prove her dominance over them the old-fashioned way. The purple-black light of the summoning vanished very abruptly, leaving the two summoned figures exposed to the candlelight in the cave. Sabrina gave one more nod of appreciation. One Golden Saint, one Dark Seducer. Precisely as planned.
Also equally anticipated, the Golden Saint immediately drew her longsword, brow furrowed deep in rage as she came to realize what had just happened. A second later, she spotted Sabrina and promptly froze up. Summoned and summoner both looked at each other, sizing each other up, one immortal to another. Sabrina, the vampiric Master sorceress, was a little shorter than the ordinary height for an Imperial, standing somewhere between five and six feet tall. Like all vampires, her skin was a ghostly pallid, snowy shade, while the irises of her eyes were a bloody orange-red, reflecting her unnatural need. At whatever point in history she had been infected with vampirism, she must have then been in the middle of her twenties, as she hadn’t aged a day over twenty-five in all the years since then. Youth would forever be her’s; never would the cruelty of time wither her body or mind.
Her hair was long and raven black, cascading down her shoulders in a waterfall of luscious, wavy locks, only stopping when it reached the middle of her back. Her face was flawless, as beautiful as the most revered priestesses of Dibella, with thin eyebrows and soft, feminine, perfectly formed features. She wore a thin pair of spectacles with stylish black frames, the lenses of which were rectangular in shape. Her long, plentiful eyelashes were made all the more visible by the dark mascara she wore, and her red eyes were even more striking thanks to the very liberal application of black eyeliner and eyeshadow she had given herself, partially concealing and partially accentuating the dark circles she naturally already had around her eyes, at all times. Her full, pouty lips, a little more inflated than the norm, were covered over in a vibrant, scarlet lipstick. The glossy sanguine was so bright that it was practically reflective, drawing more than a little attention to her puffy, swollen lips.
Down below, she was no less distracting. Although the woman did not dress to flaunt her curves, there was no hiding a figure that was positively waspish. The sorceress was beyond voluptuous, with a bust so huge that each perky breast was practically the size of her own head, her full, firm bosom stretching tight the chest of an already loose shirt. She had a narrow waist, but wide, flared hips, thick thighs, and long legs, giving her an hourglass figure defined in the extreme. Her rear, meanwhile, rounded out her impossibly sizeable figure, with the vampire’s enormous bubble butt of a derriere filling out the seat of her leather pants so well that one wrong squat might tear the material wide open. To say that she was the very epitome of curvaceous beauty would be no exaggeration.
The vampire didn’t wear any jewellery or regalia, aside from a plain, unassuming Ebony ring on her right pinky, as well as a queer necklace about her throat. The necklace was made of a fairly thin strap of black leather, and directly over the front of her throat, there was a round metal ring maybe two inches wide, hollow aside from a couple narrow caps on either side. The sorceress’ loose shirt was made of a thin, black silk, with long, flowing sleeves covered over in floral designs of roses and thorny vines. Her black leather pants and the matching leather belt girding her narrow waist were both quite plain, aside from the silver belt buckle at her front, a few inches above her lap. Finishing her outfit was a pair of black, high-heeled leather boots, tucked into her pant legs and laced up tight.
Certainly, when the Aureal and Mazken had realized that someone had torn them from their rightful place in the Shivering Isles, they had likely expected some old hag from a backwoods coven, or some young, miserably ill-prepared conjurer whose reach had outpaced his grasp. Instead, they were faced with this? Sabrina, meanwhile, was busy eyeing the Golden Saint. As was expected, she was obviously the more hotheaded of the two Daedra. She was tall by mortal standards, standing almost a full head taller than Sabrina. Her skin was golden like an Altmer’s, and even her eyes, too, were vaguely almond-shaped like an elf’s, but the startling colouration of her eyes quickly proved that her place was in Oblivion, not the plane of Mundus. Nothing born of Aedra had such cold, forbidding eyes.
The sclera of her eyes were jet black, while her irises were an intense yellow to match her golden skin. Her pupils, too, were thin, vertical slits, giving her the intimidating mien of a natural-born predator. Aside from that, however, she did indeed have a comely face, in spite of her lack of makeup. Adding to her imposing stature was her armour, which was of a make unlike that which Sabrina had ever seen, before: something that looked like it had been crafted from a combination of solid gold and Moonstone, and exposed a lot more skin than she would’ve expected. Her winged helm hid her hair yet left her face exposed, while her chest piece, which was a cross between a breastplate and a scalemail vest, had a large window over the center of her chest to show off her cleavage, of which there was a surprisingly ample amount.
The breastplate, almost like the top to a strapless dress, wrapped around her torso to cover her breasts in solid metal, then went up her chest to wrap around her collarbones and the base of her neck in sharp, wavy points, leaving her entire upper back exposed. Hanging beneath what was essentially a solid metal bra was the scalemail portion, which covered most of her midriff in overlapping metal layers. To go with the torso piece, she wore a matching fauld around her thighs that looked very much like a simple metal skirt, with a solid piece of metal lining her hips like a belt before an additional section of golden scalemail hung down over her thighs.
On the Golden Saint’s front side, the scalemail skirt barely covered her crotch, while at her rear side, the scalemail hung down to nearly her knees, protecting the backsides of her thighs from cravenly attacks to her rear. Finishing her suit of armour was a pair of sabatons and greaves that went up to her knees, as well as a pair of gauntlets and low, flat pauldrons that covered the upper halves of her arms. On her left arm, she carried a golden kite shield, while at her left hip, she had the black and gold-trimmed scabbard to her longsword. Every piece of her armour and arms were engraved with flowing, fiery patterns, giving her armour an almost holy appearance...Very true to their contradictory names, Sabrina couldn’t help but note.
The Dark Seducer, meanwhile, looked like the polar opposite to her fellow Daedra. Instead of golden skin, her’s was but a subdued purple. Like the Golden Saint, she, too, had a beautiful face, and unlike her sister Daedra, the Dark Seducer actually wore makeup. The Daedra had put on some fetching eyeshadow and eyeliner, surrounding her eyes with black rings, making her eyes appear all the more deep. The sclera of her eyes were also an unnatural black to match her sister Daedra’s, yet the irises of her eyes were a more unaggressive blue, while her pupils were round, like a mortal’s. Her armour, while made in a fairly similar style to the Golden Saint’s, had some noticeable differences, and not just in the materials used in the construction.
The Dark Seducer’s Ebony armour not only showed off even more skin, but had a somewhat crustacean appearance to it, as if it had been modelled after black chitin. Her helmet, smooth and round, had several ridges vertically draped across it from the woman’s forehead to the nape of her neck, giving it the smooth appearance of some sea creature’s shell. While she wore a sort of metal bra in the very same style as the Aureal’s, complete with the same rear-side exposure and large cleavage window, her’s lacked the accompanying layer of scalemail, completely exposing her entire abdomen. Baring her lean belly like she was also showed off the long, silver piercing hanging from her navel, a thin chain which glittered quite fetchingly against her dark skin.
Similarly to the Aureal, the Mazken wore a sort of skirt, only her’s was a little more true to form. She did wear a solid metal belt-like ring around her waist, but there was only green cloth hanging below, not scalemail. On top of that, the cloth not only barely covered her crotch, but the rear side was shorter, too, and hardly managed to pass over her round rump. Like the Golden Saint, she wore sabatons and greaves made of an Ebony-like metal, which matched her sleek gauntlets and chitinous pauldrons. Unlike the Aureal, however, the Mazken did not carry a shield with her, and instead of a sword, she had only a black mace at her hip, the four flanges of which each had a big, white pearl at the underside for additional bludgeoning force.
The two Daedra had almost identical body types, Sabrina had to note, with toned waistlines, washboards abs, and flared hips, but there were two differences in their figures that were easy to spot: the Golden Saint had a bigger bust, but the Dark Seducer had a fuller backside. The Golden Saint’s heaving bosom jiggled against her metal bra with every agitated breath she sucked in, while the Dark Seducer’s more reasonable handfuls sat perky in her own breastplate. In exchange, the Dark Seducer’s skirt was pulled taut across a scandalously swollen apple bottom, nearly transparently defining the thick, juicy cheeks of her seat cushions, as well as the valley between, right through the fabric, while the Golden Saint’s more modest tush was concealed beneath her longer armour.
“What absurdity is this? Who dares pull me from Oblivion?” The Golden Saint indignantly demanded, staring hard at Sabrina with a quick, barely restrained rage. “You aren’t alone, Aureal,” the Dark Seducer somewhat impatiently remarked, giving the other Daedra a sidelong glance before she was looking at Sabrina, her brow lightly furrowing at the sorceress. Sabrina raised her hands near her chest and clapped them together, threading her fingers between one another. An aloof look on her face, she introduced herself, calmly stating “Welcome, Aureal, Mazken. My name is Sabrina. I have a but few simple questions I’d like to ask the both of you, if you don’t mind. I’m currently performing an investigation into the existence of Jyggalag, and what little I’ve so far discovered has led me in Sheogorath’s direction. As servitors of his, I was hoping you might be able to answer my inquiries.”
The Dark Seducer’s brow furrowed deep, her lip curling up as she pulled her mace from the loop at her hip. “How dare you, mortal,” she spat. The Golden Saint’s reaction was no more agreeable. Her eyes went wide in rage, and she was already advancing closer towards Sabrina, her sword raised high over her shoulder. Sabrina couldn’t help but give a little sigh of disappointment. She raised her hands, and instantly, smouldering red Magicka appeared in her palms. She thrust out both arms, launching the Corrode Weapon spells at the two Daedra, hitting them square over their chests. The Golden Saint stumbled to a stop, her face going astonished as the sword in her hand began to simply erode away, disintegrating into nothingness as if the very air were devouring the metal.
The Dark Seducer’s weapon fared no better, and within a couple seconds, the two Daedra were left entirely unarmed. The Golden Saint snarled at Sabrina, taking a cautious step back from the sorceress. Sabrina, face still cool in an unflinching stare, matter-of-factly stated “Be glad I’m not corroding your armour, as well.” “You insect,” the Golden Saint remarked, narrowing her eyes. As Sabrina had expected, the Mazken was a little more patient about the whole affair, but she was in no way any more accommodating than her Mania-oriented fellow. Resisting the urge to bare her teeth, she asserted “The Madgod will never settle for this, mortal. Your punishment for this misstep will no doubt be grave, indeed.”
“Quiet, Mazken,” the Aureal snapped, barely giving the other Daedra a glance of acknowledgement. “What good will you accomplish, here? Be silent and let a true warrior handle this.” The Dark Seducer’s eyes immediately widened in anger at the dismissive insult. She opened her mouth to respond when Sabrina quelled the brewing quarrel. Throwing more purple-black Conjuration Magicka at them, she expelled them back to Oblivion before immediately summoning them back into Mundus, leaving the three of them all right back where they had started. Judging by the way they were glaring at her when they reappeared, they clearly had not enjoyed being yanked back and forth between planes for a second time.
Sabrina raised her eyebrows and calmly resumed her questioning. “Everyone here knows that Sheogorath is too busy with his holiday to notice what goes on in, or outside of, the Shivering Isles. Since I doubt you’ll tell me your names, I’ll simply refer to you by your people. Aureal, would you-” “Break your sad little mortal neck with my bare hands? I’d love to,” the Golden Saint bitterly interrupted. Sabrina furrowed her brow at the unnecessary remark. She turned her eyes to the Dark Seducer, then tried again. “Mazken, what can you tell me about Jyggalag?” The Daedra answered her with another question. “Why should I tell you anything, mortal? You clearly are not powerful enough to bind us to your will, otherwise you would have already done so to protect your own thin hide. I do not fear you, or your little magic tricks.”
“Well, that’s a mistake,” Sabrina dryly remarked, an amused little smile beginning to creep up on her face. Again, she expelled the two Daedra, then summoned them back into Mundus. Now, their glares were positively hate-filled. The Aureal’s hands were clenched into trembling fists at her sides as she indignantly yelled “Would you stop that?!” “Answer my questions,” Sabrina snapped back. “I am the one in control, here. I can do this all day, all week, all century, and I clearly have much more patience than you do. For all intents and purposes, I am your master during this friendly little excursion to Nirn, and if you insist on me proving it, I can inflict on you more pain than you’ve ever experienced in your empty little existences. However, if pain won’t convince you, we could always go with humiliation. Admit that you’re my servants, and we can skip all those unpleasantries.”
Sabrina was pleased to see a bit of discomfort work up onto their faces. Their eyes went a little nervous, for a moment, before they regained their composure. The Dark Seducer somewhat boldly remarked “How, exactly, do you think you could humiliate us?” “Do you truly wish to find out?” Sabrina was swift to retort. The Aureal’s brow furrowed deep. She spoke in a low, menacing tone, evidently too subdued by the threat to shout, any further. “A lesser being like you is the one suited to subjugation, not I. Not even a Mazken deserves to be the servant of a worm like you.” “I suppose you do,” Sabrina snapped, her eyes widening in annoyance. Again, she raised her arms near her chest, and once more, caustic, fizzling red Magicka filled her hands. This time, the Mazken and Aureal both went wide-eyed in anxiety.
They were about to try stumbling out of the summoning circle when Sabrina threw the Corrode Armour spells out at them, hitting them both just as squarely as before. Sabrina had to grin as the two Daedra gasped, their armour immediately beginning to simply erode away, just like their weapons had. Their helmets were the first things to go, quickly enough exposing the Aureal’s shoulder-length blonde hair, as well as the Mazken’s black bob cut. At the same time as her shield was eaten away by the very air, the Golden Saint’s metal and scalemail bra began to break apart, crumbling and disintegrating away until her surprisingly large breasts helplessly fell free, leaving her perky golden globes on full display.
Sabrina’s grin fell to an intrigued smile as she eyed the Daedra’s big, pink areolae, complete with nipples as big as pebbles. The Daedra wasn’t quite as top-heavy as she, herself, was, but she was certainly no slouch. The Mazken, meanwhile, tried to grab her sleek, chitinous bra, as if aiming to try and hold the metal together. Instead, she only accelerated the disintegration process, breaking apart the material and exposing her bust even more swiftly. Her handfuls of breast unceremoniously came free, exposing her dark purple areolae and stiff, barbell pierced nipples, which she quickly attempted to conceal under one arm. Both Daedra began visibly panicking as their gauntlets and greaves began to vanish, followed by their skirts, which just as quickly began to break away from the influence of Sabrina’s Magicka.
With every second, more and more of their smooth, beautiful bodies were exposed. As the Mazken put her other hand over her crotch, and the Aureal, too, tried to cover her loins with both hands, Sabrina hastily declared “Why don’t we try sending you back naked, this time? I’m sure your sisters and the citizens of the Shivering Isles would love a chance to...See you...Nna...Wha...?” She trailed off as their skirts finished disappearing, her voice going small as her face went confused. One eyebrow arched higher than the other. Her lips, puckered into a round circle, parted just a crack. Her eyes locked in on the Aureal’s groin, then shot to the Mazken’s. By Julianos. What were the chances? No. What? Was this some kind of trick? No, it couldn’t possibly...But, how?
Unless her eyes were suddenly playing tricks on, both Daedra were trying to cover up a very particular organ that most would say had no earthly business on such fetching women’s bodies - an all too familiar notion, for Sabrina. With very apparent shame, the Daedra kept their hands cupped over a pair of manhoods and accompanying undercarriage, now left free and dangling with their armour, and perhaps underwear, destroyed. The three women were silent, for a couple seconds. Sabrina just stared, dumbfounded, before her eyes darted up to the Aureal’s. The Daedra’s face was flush with colour, either out of pure rage or humiliation. Her voice tense, her brow furrowed deep, her lips barely moved as she uttered “By the Lord Sheogorath, don’t you so much as think of sending us back, like this. I swear, if you do...”
The Dark Seducer, whose face was just as flush at the indignity and humiliation of not only being stripped naked, but of having her little secret exposed, furrowed her brow deep at Sabrina, warningly muttering “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, mortal. This is humiliation, enough.” Sabrina swallowed some excess saliva. Her voice a little unsteady, she looked over at the Mazken’s eyes, asking “...Will you admit that I’m your master, in that case?” The Aureal’s lips twisted into a thoroughly reluctant frown. The Mazken, too, pursed her lips in begrudging consideration of the request. The Mazken’s eyes dropped from Sabrina’s as the Aureal opened her mouth to answer, but before she could get a word out, the Mazken’s face was opening up in surprise.
The Daedra stopped covering up her chest and groin, completely exposing herself as she put her hands to her hips, then knowingly said “Well, what do you know?” Sabrina and the Aureal both glanced at the Mazken, and when the Aureal was looking back at the sorceress, her eyes also dropping, Sabrina finally realized what had happened: seeing another two t-girls naked had begun stirring a likely quite visible reaction, down below. To say Sabrina was a little mortified was an understatement. Being put in the same boat as the two of them hadn’t been a part of her plans. When the Aureal stopped cupping her crotch and crossed her arms beneath her breasts with a big, smug smile, Sabrina’s pale face started going a little pink. She would’ve brought a hand to her crotch, too, but there was no point now, was there? To use a figure of speech, the cat was already well out of the bag.

Sabrina’s tight leather pants may have done a reasonably good job keeping her secret hidden while she was relaxed, but as soon as she started stiffening up, a very distinct, oblong shape would begin bulging down the inside of her thigh, quite clearly showing off the shape and outline of her rather large cock. The Aureal and Mazken, no longer concealing their groins, were finally on full display for the sorceress, which certainly didn’t help in making her pants feel any less tight. The Aureal’s veiny, circumcised manhood was at least seven inches long, and the woman was still soft, incredibly enough. If she was a grower and not a shower, Sabrina shuddered to think of how big she could get. Drooping just beneath her long shaft was a heavy pair of orbs, fairly ordinary aside from how dense they appeared to be with a backed-up payload.
The Golden Saint’s entire groin was completely smooth and hairless, leaving her no doubt delectably silky to the touch. The Dark Seducer was different in that regard, but sported a no less delicious-looking set of naughty bits. The Dark Seducer’s nether hair had been completely shaven aside from a thick landing strip of black hair over her mons, giving her that added extra femininity to contrast her thick cock and surprisingly overstuffed undercarriage. While the Mazken’s uncircumcised cock was less veiny and a little smaller than the Aureal’s, looking to be around five inches long, her undercarriage was visibly quite a fair bit bigger. Her orbs didn’t hang quite as low, but they were almost the size of small apples, packing her beanbag so full and wide that the skin was a little tight around her reactors, helplessly showing off their shape.
The Aureal’s smile grew even wider as she slowly said “Oh. I see. Well...We all know what we are, now, don’t we?” The Mazken, too, began to smile, but not quite as arrogantly as the Golden Saint. “We all have a little secret, I suppose,” she commented, adding “I didn’t think mortals could change their bodies, to that degree.” Rather openly staring at their cocks and bare breasts, Sabrina could only collect herself well enough to sputter “H...How?” The Aureal glanced at the Mazken, the two of them giving each other a knowing look. When they looked back at Sabrina, the Aureal remarked “It’s quite simple, really. Our peoples are matriarchal. Why would I be a man if it’s only going to get me disrespected and limit my ranking? I’d much rather exist as a woman than have to suffer that kind of pointless denigration.”
“I assume you did the same for the same reason, mortal,” the Mazken chimed in. Sabrina stuttered and stammered. “W-Well, uh, n-no, you see-!” “Would you just stop staring at my cock, already,” the Aureal abruptly growled, her eyes narrowing. Even as she said that, however, a certain stirring in her loins became visible. Sabrina’s own bulge visibly strained against her pants as she watched, mesmerized, as the Aureal’s manhood began to grow and rise, an extra inch rounding her out to eight inches as her golden cock steadily rose up and stood to attention. The Golden Saint gave an irritated sigh. The Mazken’s throat lightly tensed as she swallowed. Her eyes went from Sabrina’s bulge to the Aureal’s erect prick, and soon, she wasn’t able to hide her own development.
As the Mazken’s manhood went turgid with excitement, her shaft grew an extra two inches, bringing it up to a very healthy seven inches that bobbed and swayed as it jutted from her lap. “Now look what you’ve done,” the Golden Saint commented. Sabrina couldn’t bring herself to respond. The Aureal’s brow furrowing, her smug smile became a grin as she added “Look at you. Where’s all that strength gone, sorceress? Hmph. Since you’re so fixated on our cocks, I suppose you want to do something with them.” Sabrina tried to shake her head, but the Aureal and Mazken were already glancing at each other, sharing conspiratorial smirks. When they looked back at her, they were already walking towards her. The Mazken’s eyes fell half-closed, her menacing smile splitting her face as she stated “Here’s a new deal: you become our servant, and we’ll fill your mortal life with all the cock you can handle. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
Sabrina shook her head. She was losing control of the situation. Why couldn’t she bring herself to do something, anything? “N-No, I just-!” She raised her hands to expel them, but they each grabbed one of her wrists, pulled her to the side, and put her back against her table, scattering some of her grimoires to the floor. The two of them were grinning as they pulled her hands up by her shoulders, restraining her as they forced her to bend backwards until her shoulder blades were down against the table, leaving her enormous bust utterly unprotected. The Aureal, brow furrowed until her grin took a decidedly sadistic twist, mocked the sorceress, remarking “Aw, look at the little mortal, weak in the knees just from seeing a bit of shaft and balls. Well, since you’ve already gotten such an eyeful of us, what say we get a look at you, hmm? Unless you’d like to swear that you’re our servant, that is...”
Sabrina’s brow furrowed rebelliously, but all she could stammer was “Y-You-!” before the Mazken was declaring “Okay then, in that case, let’s see what this mortal’s hiding!” The two Daedra were cackling as they grabbed at Sabrina’s clothing, with the Golden Saint enthusiastically pulling up Sabrina’s shirt while the Dark Seducer was already expertly undoing Sabrina’s belt with only the one hand. Sabrina urgently insisted “Stop that! I swear, I’ll-” “You’ll what, mortal?” The Aureal dared, pulling Sabrina’s shirt up over her chest, freeing up her enormous breasts with a hearty bounce. When the Golden Saint bunched up Sabrina’s shirt at her collarbones, she couldn’t help but stare, rather openly fixated with the sight.
The sorceress hadn’t been wearing a bra, leading to her immediate exposure once the Aureal had pulled the thin fabric high enough. Sabrina’s colossal, perky mounds were as pale as the rest of her, with big, pink areolae that were topped off with nipples as big as cherries, both already firm enough to cut glass. Combine that with her lean, quivering belly just below, and she was a delightfully fleshy sight, ripe for ravaging. Once the Mazken had undone Sabrina’s belt, she was quick to undo her pant’s button, nearly tearing it right off.
She let go of Sabrina’s wrist, allowing the Aureal to restrain both of Sabrina’s arms - this let the Mazken grab Sabrina’s boots with both hands, swiftly undo their laces, throw them aside, and start yanking Sabrina’s pants down her legs. Once she had gotten Sabrina’s pants halfway down her thighs, she paused her efforts, giving herself and her Daedra comrade an opportunity to ogle at their conquest. Sabrina’s face went a deeper shade of pink as she stopped struggling, a resigned look coming over her face as she sighed through her nose. The Mazken’s eyes widened, a little, as she gave an open-mouth smile, big and bright. Incredulously, she exclaimed “By the Madgod, look at it! Is that real?” The Aureal looked downwards, stared for several moments, then looked back up to Sabrina with a leer.
Sabrina may not have been wearing a bra, but she made up for it with the lingerie she wore on her bottom half. Not only had she secretly been wearing a black silk garter belt, but she had also been wearing a matching pair of thigh-high nylon stockings inside her pants, kept elevated on her thick, juicy thighs thanks to the straps of her garter belt. As well, she wore a black silk thong that couldn’t hope to accommodate her completely smooth-shaven manhood, which even at a glance could be seen to clearly outclass them both. Sabrina’s rather fat, girthy cock was not only quite veiny, but at full length was easily at least nine inches of circumcised meat, give or take a few fractions of an inch. On top of that, her undercarriage was visibly bloated to the point where it was nearly blue-tinged. How long it had been since Sabrina’s last orgasm, only the sorceress knew for certain.
Not only were her orbs each the size of rather large chicken eggs, but her beanbag was full and heavy, hanging heftily beneath her in a hand-filling, globular lump. The Mazken’s orbs may have been a bit bigger, but Sabrina’s were still quite large, and looked almost painfully backed-up with a swelling-inducing amount of semen. On top of that, the sight was made all the more tantalizing by the fact that the string of Sabrina’s thong was pressing between her orbs, riding up against her beanbag until her reactors were spilling out on either side, leaving her long, thick prick jutting up over the thin waistband. The cherry on top, however, was Sabrina’s cock ring - around the base of her manhood, she wore an Ebony ring, which was just tight enough to make her cock look that extra bit more tense.
Sabrina hadn’t turned her face away, but she was looking off to the side with half-closed eyes, refusing to make eye contact with the Golden Saint overtop her. Somewhat under her breath, the Aureal remarked “A mortal, even bigger than I am? Preposterous...You made it bigger with magic, didn’t you?” “No,” Sabrina bluntly answered, briefly making eye contact with the other woman out of sheer annoyance at the accusation. The Mazken started grinning from ear to ear, casually remarking “That’s even better. I think I might actually enjoy having a big-dicked slut like you as my slave.” Sabrina’s brow furrowed as she snapped “I’m nobody’s slave, Daedra!”
“Really? Let’s test that,” the Aureal commented, grinning. Raising her eyebrows, her eyes dropped to the hollow ring of Sabrina’s necklace. Knowingly, she pointed out “That necklace of your’s has an interesting design, doesn’t it?” Sabrina’s eyes widened. The Mazken started grinning, too. She grabbed Sabrina’s flared hips, while the Aureal grabbed Sabrina’s shoulders. A second later, they had pulled her off of the table, putting her down to her knees in front of them both. Sabrina didn’t have the chance to fight before the Aureal was grabbing Sabrina’s choker, pulling it up over her chin until she could get it at the vampire’s mouth.
Sabrina mumbled in frustrated protest as the Mazken eased her mouth open, all while the Aureal placed the ring of the choker between Sabrina’s beestung lips. All it took was a quick couple seconds of adjusting, and the choker’s true purpose was made readily apparent: it was a ring gag for oral sex, complete with specialty caps to cover Sabrina’s fangs and prevent any potential accidents. Sabrina had been openly wearing it, like it were just an innocent necklace. Once Sabrina’s fangs had been securely sheathed into the side caps on the ring, the Daedra were ready to get the show on the road.
“If you try to bite me, vampire,” the Aureal warned, looking down at the sorceress, “I promise you, your punishment will be legendary, even in Oblivion.” “Settle your nerves, Aureal. Her gag will keep her docile. You should feel honoured, mortal, that we’re even letting you do this,” the Mazken chimed in, sneering down at the sorceress. Sabrina squeezed her knees out of annoyance. She gave the Mazken an unimpressed glare, the tip of her tongue wiggling about through the hollow of her gag as she tried to slur an insult up at them both. “Settle my nerves?” The Aureal repeated, out of annoyance.
The Golden Saint planted a hand overtop Sabrina’s head. “If I had a case of nerves,” she remarked, “would I do this?” Sabrina’s eyes widened as the Aureal turned her head, lined her mouth up with the swollen tip of her rod, and pulled her over, quite rudely sliding herself straight into Sabrina’s mouth until her tip collided with the back of the vampire’s throat. Contrary to the two Daedra’s expectations, Sabrina didn’t end up gagging, and aside from one eye narrowing out of discomfort at the sudden mouthful she was being given, the sorceress was handling the Daedra’s cock surprisingly well. The Aureal was smiling until the Mazken laconically remarked “Oh...Well, look at that. It doesn’t look like she’s very impressed, Aureal. Such a shame.”
“Silence, Mazken, or it’ll be your mouth I’m fucking, next.” The Golden Saint snapped with a hint of annoyance, barely looking over through the corners of her eyes. “I’m not done, yet. I’ll break this mortal, still.” “So you say,” the Mazken challenged, grinning to herself. “Here,” she added, reaching down to take one of Sabrina’s arms. Raising the sorceress’ left hand to her cock, the Dark Seducer suggested “Stroke me while you’re sucking her off, mortal. Give me something.” “Sucking me off? I don’t think so, Mazken,” the Golden Saint quipped. Her hand shifted from the top of Sabrina’s head to the back of it, sliding her fingers into the vampire’s hair. “I mean for a face-fuck, not some pathetic blowjob. What do you take her for, my girlfriend?”
Sabrina’s eyes crossed as they widened, a little. The Aureal started pushing at the back of her head, easing her even deeper into the woman’s lap. The hot tip of the woman’s cock pushed insistently at the back of Sabrina’s throat until her head tilted back, lining up her gullet for the other woman’s long manhood. Immediately after, her throat was penetrated. Sabrina briefly closed her eyes as she intentionally stopped breathing, feeling the skin of the Aureal’s shaft slide across her tongue, filling her mouth with more and more of the Daedra’s intimate flavour. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes locked on the Daedra’s smooth mons, her throat lightly flexing as she tried to swallow. More and more of the Daedra’s hot, pulsing timber filled her gullet until, finally, her nose pressed up against the other woman’s mons, the woman’s hot undercarriage lightly draped against her chin.
Sabrina looked up. She could just barely see the Aureal looking down at her through the valley of her own cleavage, a contemptible smirk on her face. “That’s a nice look for you, mortal,” she casually remarked. “Bet you weren’t expecting this to happen, when you summoned us. Or, maybe you were? Just say the word, and we’ll stop.” “Or, keep going, if you want.” The Mazken chimed in, grinning as she fought a snigger. Sabrina finally started stroking the Mazken’s cock, lightly squeezing her fist around the dark-skinned woman’s cock before easing it back and forth, sliding along the length of her tool.
The Aureal pulled her hips back, sliding her cock all the way back out of Sabrina’s mouth. She pulled Sabrina’s gag out of her mouth and put it down at her chin, providing the vampire with an opportunity to submit. Instead, Sabrina gave them both an unimpressed look, one eye narrowed with the other eyebrow raised. She almost sounded bored as she curtly remarked “My husband’s bigger than all of us.” At first, the two Daedra looked surprised. Then, the Aureal’s face started to go red, either with frustration or humiliation, and her jaw started clenching as her eyes narrowed to slits. The Mazken, meanwhile, raised an eyebrow, her face, too, going a little flush at Sabrina’s very matter-of-fact dismissal. “Is that so,” the Aureal quietly demanded.
Sabrina had started to smile by the time her gag was shoved back into place. She could tell by the looks in their eyes: now, the kid gloves were coming off. They had been speechless for a couple seconds, but now, they were upset. The Aureal grabbed Sabrina’s head with both hands, plunged herself back into the vampire’s mouth, and pushed herself all the way into her throat for a second time, this time planning a much lengthier visit. Sabrina tried to smile around the Daedra’s cock, but with her lips stretched around the woman’s thick shaft, it was a little difficult to manage the taunt. Instead, she squeezed her fist tighter around the Mazken’s cock and eased down to her base, pulling back the woman’s foreskin to fully expose the flared tip of her manhood.
With her tip exposed, she began vigorously stroking the Dark Seducer’s cock, furiously pumping her fist back and forth until the woman’s hefty undercarriage was tapping against her arm on every milking pull. The Dark Seducer gave a quiet grunt at first, but then she was enduring, her hands to her hips as she stood still and silently took the harsh handjob. Sabrina occasionally flicked her eyes between the Aureal’s crotch and her eyes, watching the woman’s lap rebound back and forth from her face, the woman’s spit-shined shaft thrusting into and away from her face as her head was moved like a piston. Whenever she could catch sight of the Aureal’s face, the two would make eye contact through the woman’s cleavage, which only served to fuel the Aureal’s grin.
“Hey,” she eventually remarked after close to a minute of veritable face-fucking, “you have a hand free, so either you’re playing with my balls, or you’re playing with your cock. Jerk yourself off while you’re sucking my dick, let me see you enjoying yourself, slut!” The Mazken grinned down at Sabrina, wordlessly pitching in her agreement. Sabrina momentarily furrowed her brow. Fine, if that was what they both wanted...Sabrina wrapped her free hand around her broad prick, then started gently pumping herself, giving a steamy sigh through her nose. She had to close her eyes to concentrate, for a few moments, but then she had gotten the hang of shifting both arms at different speeds, not to mention getting her head pulled back and forth, on top of that.
Sabrina ended up swallowing the Aureal’s cock for a couple minutes before, finally, the Mazken began feeling impatient for her own turn in their conjurer’s drooling mouth. “I don’t think you’re getting the job done,” the Mazken remarked. “Let me try.” “Fine. Be my guest,” the Aureal answered, narrowing an eye in annoyance more at Sabrina than her own contemporary. “But don’t think your’s is going to do any better of a job than mine.” The Aureal finally pulled Sabrina’s head all the way back, letting her saliva-drenched cock fall free from Sabrina’s sloppy mouth, bobbing and waving around with hearty throbs.
Thick strings of Sabrina’s saliva stretched out on the air between her opened mouth and the Daedra’s shaft, but they were swift to break, leaving some on her chin and some dangling from the Aureal’s tip. The Mazken reached over and took Sabrina by the head with a firm, yet noticeably gentler grip than the Aureal. She turned Sabrina’s head over and brought her to her lap, ordering “Suck on it, sorceress. I’m not going to make you. You’re going to do it, on your own.” Sabrina gave the Daedra an open glare, but complied. She stopped stroking the woman’s cock, sliding her hand down her shaft until she was holding the Mazken around her base with just her index finger and thumb. Then, she was closing the distance, herself, bringing the Mazken’s tip to her gag, then slipping her through.
The Mazken had a different flavour and scent, but they were still raw enough to get Sabrina’s head swimming. She swirled the tip of her tongue around the Mazken’s tip a couple times, then started sinking her head in deeper. Her cheeks hollowed, a few times, as she gave firm suckles on the Daedra’s length, then started bobbing her head back and forth, starting up a proper mouth massage for her Daedric opponent. The Mazken gave a contented sigh, putting one hand back on her hip. She placed the other over Sabrina’s head, feeling her rock herself back and forth, looking down to watch her new toy’s ministrations. The Aureal unabashedly began masturbating, using Sabrina’s saliva as lubricant with a cruel grin on her face.
Sabrina stopped holding the Mazken’s cock. Reaching around her, she grabbed the Daedra’s big, round ass, squeezing one of the woman’s thick cheeks so tight that her long fingernails dug into the woman’s flesh. Before the Mazken could complain, Sabrina pulled the woman’s hips towards her face, pushing her head in deep at the same moment. The Mazken noticeably trembled in ecstasy as Sabrina shoved her face up hard against her crotch, impaling her own mouth over the Daedra’s pulsating cock, burying the Daedra’s shaft into her gullet. Her nose buried in the Daedra’s pubic hair, she lightly shook her head left and right and hummed, teasing and vibrating the Mazken’s pulsating length. The Daedra had to close her eyes at the sensation, frowning in concentration as she tried to stave off her climax.
“B-By the Lord...You learn that, practicing on your husband?” She gasped, sweat glistening on her forehead. Sabrina gave a condescending smile around the Daedra’s cock, then finally pulled back. Vigorously, she pumped her head back and forth, making wet, sloppy sounds fill her cave as she enthusiastically sucked away at her opponent, slurping the Mazken’s pole so intensely that her scarlet lipstick began smearing off on the woman’s shaft, leaving red rings around her prick. The Aureal, breasts swaying back and forth with the intensity of her stroking, thanks to her right arm bumping her right globe, ignored the sweat beginning to bead on her face, muttering “I’m...Getting close. Mortal, stop jerking off!” Sabrina raised an eyebrow, trying her best to look over at the Aureal from her position over the Mazken’s throbbing manhood.
The Aureal watched as Sabrina, ostensibly out of obedience, let go of her own weeping cock in deference to the Golden Saint’s. The Aureal’s eyes glazed as she watched this show of subservience. Sabrina’s long, meaty cock gave a few twitches in protest as it was unhanded, but even still, the vampire began oozing a fresh round of pre-cum, the clear droplets of sap beading over her tip before trickling down the underside of her shaft. Sabrina reached over and wrapped her hand around the Aureal’s tip, rather than her shaft, and started pumping back and forth as fast as she could, overstimulating the Daedra’s spit-slick knob.
The Aureal had to shut her eyes and grit her teeth, but she didn’t move Sabrina’s hand. The Mazken was struggling not to buck her hips into Sabrina’s face. The vampire smiled in victory. The two of them weren’t going to last much longer. Within another thirty seconds, she was proven correct. Unfortunately enough for her, this led to a predictably sticky result. The Mazken, her eyes shut tight, furrowed her brow deep, her lips contorting into a narrow “O” as her vampire toy dutifully kept sucking straight into her orgasm, refusing to stop. Sabrina stared up at the Dark Seducer until she felt the cock in her mouth swell up, a little more. The Mazken’s undercarriage lightly drew up, in preparation. A second later, the first streamer of hot, thick seed burst out against the back of Sabrina’s throat.
The Mazken gave a loud, heavy moan, hanging her head back as Sabrina kept sliding her lips back and forth, upping her suction as more and more seed spurted across her tongue. The Aureal gave a quiet grunt of her own, then a few hisses through clenched teeth. Holding the Mazken’s shoulder with one hand, she stepped closer to the two, very intentionally bringing her cock closer to Sabrina’s face. Sabrina never stopped stroking, all too aware of what the Golden Saint was aiming to do. She closed her eyes and waited, and within a couple seconds, the Golden Saint was giving a long, shuddering moan, her voice lilting as she started blowing her load. More than a few sizzling ropes went diagonal across Sabrina’s face, ranging from her cheek to her forehead, nose, and opposite cheek.
Sabrina was a bit of a mess by the time the Golden Saint had finally closed the floodgates, again. Thankfully, none of her slop got into her eyes, otherwise Sabrina would’ve been a tad bit more annoyed with the whole situation than she already was. Unfortunately for her, the only reason she had been spared a stinging eye was because her spectacles had shielded her from such an indignity, leaving one of her lenses slathered with semen. Finally, it seemed like the Mazken, too, was finished, the woman giving a sigh as her entire body gave a visible tremble. Sabrina pulled her head back until her lips were sealed around the Daedra’s tip, then paused. She swallowed once, twice, then a third time, then finally swiped her tongue across the Mazken’s tip, licking up one last drop of seed that had oozed from inside her. The Mazken looked down and gave Sabrina an exhilarated grin.
It sure must have been a satisfying sight, Sabrina imagined, seeing someone with a cum-plastered face so dutifully suck the load straight out of her. She’d have to remember that, once she had bent these two to her will. Sabrina let the Mazken’s tip slip from her puffy lips, and out of appreciation, the Dark Seducer reached over, easing Sabrina’s gag back down to her throat, letting her wear it like a choker, once more. Smirking, breathing a little heavy in the afterglow, the Golden Saint remarked “Huff...Huff...So? What do you, huff...Have to say, mortal?...Ready to give in?” Sabrina smiled widely, giving the two a glimmer of hope. “Ready to talk about Jyggalag, Daedra?”
The Mazken narrowed her eyes, her mouth settling into a hard, firm line. The Aureal’s brow furrowed deep in rage, the Daedra practically growling out of frustration.“Madgod damn you, mortal!” She snapped, so flustered that her pupils narrowed. Sabrina was about to grin when the Golden Saint reached down, grabbed Sabrina under her arms, and pulled her up to her feet. As she forcibly turned Sabrina around, she remarked “How often does your husband fuck this big ass of your’s, huh? Because, guess what, that’s next!”
Sabrina grinned, her brow furrowing deep at the challenge, even as the Aureal pushed against her shoulders. The Golden Saint bent Sabrina over, forcing the sorceress to hold her knees, arch her back, and stick out her thick, wide ass. Sabrina ducked her head down low, looking down between her thighs, still riding high on her victory. She could see the Aureal stepping closer behind her, her golden legs assuming their position towards her rear side, the Daedra’s feet on either side of Sabrina’s own. The Golden Saint gave Sabrina’s ass a quick, hard spank, allowing herself a chance to enjoy watching the vampire’s snow-white cheeks jiggle about. Then, she was grabbing the sorceress’ cheeks with both hands, pushing her thumbs between them to better spread them apart, thoroughly exposing the vampire’s sweet maidenhood.
Sabrina felt the woman behind her pull the string of her thong out from between her cheeks, fully exposing her entrance. The Aureal then deigned to give her toy one final opportunity to back out, lest her mouth create a debt that her ass couldn’t settle. “Last chance, mortal. Submit, or else I’m gonna break in this sexy little hole, of your’s. You won’t be sitting right for a week.” “Good luck,” Sabrina facetiously retorted, which ended up getting a cackle out of the Mazken. Again, the Aureal’s face went flush with rage. Sabrina was grinning up until she felt the Golden Saint press the head of her spit-lubed cock up against her winking pucker. The Aureal was not gentle - why would she be? She let go of Sabrina’s cheeks and took her by her shapely hips, holding tight as she prepared to unleash a fucking that Sabrina would never forget.
She started pushing her hips in, quickly ramping up pressure over the vampire’s sensitive rosebud. Sabrina shut her eyes and gave a little grimace, her lips barely parting at the corner, exposing how they were on edge. Sabrina’s feet turned a little inwards as the force pushing against her backdoor mounted. Her cock gave a nervous hop, while her breasts, pushed together by her arms, began to quake with her escalating breathing, her cleavage already beginning to glisten with perspiration. Sabrina’s maidenhood started to heat up from the friction before, finally, her tight ring was dilating, opening up to swallow the Aureal’s fat tip. The veins on Sabrina’s cock began to bulge as a fresh wave of excitement turned her rod all the more rigid, a couple droplets of pre-cum spitting from her tip as her backdoor was suddenly violated.
The Aureal gave a hungry, excited groan, trembling with excitement. Sabrina felt the Daedra’s hold on her hips tight, her stance subtly widening as she prepared to thrust. The Aureal mercilessly started pushing inwards, easing her hips closer to Sabrina’s humongous bottom, sinking her spit-lubed cock deep between the vampire’s cheeks. After a couple inches had sank in, Sabrina couldn’t hold back a hard grunt, her eyes briefly screwing up tight. Her cock gave another hop, harder this time, as a tiny, off-white spurt trickled from her manhood. The Aureal gave another happy groan, loving the way Sabrina uncontrollably squeezed, pressing the swollen lump of her prostate against the underside of her shaft.
She paused for a moment, savouring the sensation, then continued sliding in, letting her thick cock slowly run across Sabrina’s firm love-button. Sabrina finally raised her head and opened her eyes, still grimacing, a little, as the Golden Saint sank deeper and deeper into her tunnel. When she realized what she was looking at, her eyes widened, her jaw promptly easing open. The Dark Seducer had stepped in front of her, only she was facing in the same direction. Instead of trying to spitroast the sorceress, she had her big, round ass level with Sabrina’s face, leaving the vampire inches away from the Mazken’s thick, purple cheeks.
“How’s about eating me out, slut?” The Dark Seducer playfully “suggested,” looking over her shoulder at the vampire. Sabrina gave a whine of protest, but again, she submitted to the demands made of her. She raised her hands from her knees, grabbed on to the Mazken’s plush ass, and spread her cheeks apart, exposing her dark rosebud. She was about to lean herself over when the Aureal helped her along. With a grin, the Golden Saint suddenly thrust in, finishing her penetration of the sorceress. She slammed home the last few inches of her manhood, slapping her lap against Sabrina’s ass, intentionally jolting her body forwards from the force of the impact. At the same time, the Dark Seducer arched her back and grabbed her knees, a vicious smile on her face, as well.
Not only was Sabrina pushed forwards, but the Mazken’s ass was pushed back against her face, forcing her lips against the Mazken’s pucker. The two Daedra cackled like harpies, but Sabrina didn’t let it faze her, even as she felt the cum on her face smear against the Mazken’s ass. She merely shut her eyes in surprise at the dirty trick, yet she was quick to recover. Holding the Mazken by her thighs, she kissed and lapped at the Daedra’s rosebud, teasing it as best she could. The Mazken stopped laughing and gave a surprised coo, all while her cock turned freshly rigid, jutting out from her lap with excitement. The Aureal stopped laughing, too, but only because she was already panting with exertion, ruthlessly thrusting away at Sabrina’s bubble butt, stuffing the sorceress’ backdoor with all the cock it could handle.
Sabrina couldn’t help but clench a few times, needing a minute to get used to the hard fucking before she could finally relax and make things easier, for herself. Once her backdoor had relaxed enough to become a mushy, silky fuck-hole for the Golden Saint, the unsolicited sodomy became a little easier to ignore, not that the Aureal seemed to care. The Aureal closed her eyes and smiled, her mouth hanging open as she humped away, filling the cave with the raw sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, clapping her loins to Sabrina’s backside. The lewd patting sounds only made it all the kinkier for the Aureal, and when she started giving particularly deep thrusts to try and slap her heavy undercarriage against Sabrina’s own, she couldn’t resist giving a loud, shuddering moan.
Sabrina quaked with rising ecstasy. The cock sliding through her ass had her own as hard as rock, and she had to admit, she would’ve loved to stroke herself silly until she was shooting her load to the floor, but she had better things in mind. She started digging the tip of her tongue into the Dark Seducer’s rosebud, forcing her slimy mouth muscle into the Daedra’s ring. Meanwhile, she reached further around the Mazken, letting go of her thigh in favour of her cock. The Mazken wasn’t grinning, anymore. She wasn’t even smiling. Her face, shiny with sweat, was blank with pleasure as she sightlessly stared off into the distance.
When Sabrina slid her tongue through her rosebud and into her backdoor proper, the Mazken had to close her eyes, for a moment. When Sabrina wrapped her hand around the Daedra’s turgid cock, the woman momentarily curled her lip up, screwing her eyes tight at the added stimulation. Sabrina nearly grinned when she felt the Daedra’s legs quake, her tummy expanding and plummeting with her hastening breathing. Sabrina hummed appreciatively as she probed her long tongue deeper, looking for a certain sensitive spot that would flip this bitch’s switch.
Slowly stroking the Mazken’s cock, she kept snaking her tongue deeper, pushing downwards until, at last, the Mazken’s rosebud clenched down around the base of Sabrina’s tongue, the Daedra swallowing a moan before it could escape. Her eyes were foggy, dazed, lost in wanton need. Now, she needed more. “Th-That’s it,” she breathlessly mumbled. “No more foreplay. I’m in the mood for a serious butt-fucking, and I want it right now. Stand up, slut!” “What? Are you serious?” The Aureal loudly demanded, disbelief written plain on her face. The Golden Saint was apparently so shocked by the idea that she couldn’t even keep thrusting, because she simply ended up going completely still with her cock left half-hilted inside Sabrina.
Sabrina grinned, but she was quick to hide it when the Mazken finally stepped away from her, freeing Sabrina’s mouth from the woman’s curvy backside. Like the “toy” she was, she let the Dark Seducer move her, taking Sabrina under her arms and standing her up straight, pulling her off of the Aureal’s cock. The Dark Seducer took Sabrina by the hand and pulled her over to the sorceress’ reading table, then stood herself in front of it, leaned over, and planted her hands against it, brazenly holding out her ass for the vampire to have her way with. Sabrina smiled to herself, even when the Mazken spread her feet shoulder-width apart, looked over her shoulder, and demanded “Fuck me, mortal! Now!”
“No need to tell me twice,” Sabrina quietly quipped. The Golden Saint stammered to herself, still too stunned to make sense of the sudden turnaround. Sabrina grabbed the Dark Seducer’s pliable cheeks, spread her open, and stepped closer, trying not to shudder when she pressed the pre-leaking tip of her neglected manhood against the other woman’s tight maidenhood. Considering the two of them were less spit-lubed than the Aureal had been, this bout of anal was guaranteed to be a bit rougher, but obviously, the Mazken either hadn’t thought of that or simply didn’t care. Sabrina closed her eyes as she grabbed the Daedra kneeling under her by her hips, holding her fucktoy still as she began forcing her hips closer to her body.
She could feel the tight hole slowly dilate against her tip, languidly expanding to let in the new houseguest. The Mazken gave a long, low groan, which steadily rose in pitch until she was giving a girly squeal just as Sabrina finally forced her cock into the Daedra’s ass. Hearing her sister Daedra make such a pitiful noise broke the Golden Saint out of her stupor, but even so, all she could do was stare. As Sabrina ruthlessly pushed her cock in until she was hilting the Mazken, she gave an ecstatic groan, one hand sliding up the Mazken’s back until she could grab the Daedra’s shoulder. The Golden Saint swallowed some excess saliva as she watched Sabrina smoothly gyrate her hips back for a few inches, her over-padded ass jiggling like jelly as she thrust her hips back in.
Again, the Mazken gave a high, whimpering moan, hanging her head down as her ass finally got the stuffing it had so desperately craved. The Golden Saint uncontrollably grabbed her cock and began jerking off, helpless to stop herself as she watched their conjurer start fucking her fellow Daedra. How good could that possibly feel, for the Mazken to be making noises like that? Sabrina grinned to herself as she pistoned her hips back and forth, reaching over to grab a fistful of the Mazken’s black hair, pulling her head back for a few moments until the Dark Seducer finally gave the moan Sabrina had been looking for.
The firm bulge of the Dark Seducer’s overworked prostate pressed against Sabrina’s cock, rising through her body to crush itself against her body’s invader. Every time Sabrina slid her entire length across the Mazken’s magic spot, the Dark Seducer shuddered or moaned. Every time she hilted the woman and smacked her fat undercarriage against her ass, the Daedra trembled and flexed her sphincter. After a couple minutes of pumping away at the Daedra’s love tunnel, Sabrina bit her bottom lip and thrust in all the way to the hilt and went still, grinding her crotch against the Mazken’s ass, digging her cock around as deep into the Daedra’s ass as she could get. The Mazken gave another delectably girly whimper, then dropped her chest down to Sabrina’s table, putting her chin down near the tablecloth as she submitted herself to the deep-dicking.
Sabrina cranked up the pressure, even further. One hand against the small of the Mazken’s back, she reached the other down around the Daedra’s side. She gave the Daedra’s inflated undercarriage a gentle fondle, rolling her oversized orbs around in her fingers before wrapping her hand around the Daedra’s shaft, squeezing her cock hard. The Mazken gave a choked gasp, and when Sabrina started stroking, one of the Daedra’s legs gave an adorable twitch. Sabrina started lengthening her thrusts into the Daedra’s soft bottom, once more, as she gently asked “Now...Who’s the servant, here? Are you going to admit that I’m your master?” The Golden Saint’s eyes widened, but she never stopped masturbating. If anything, her fist was pumping even faster, now.
“Don’t say it, Mazken!” She called. The Dark Seducer grit her teeth and shut her eyes. “I...I...” She breathlessly whimpered, her breathing turning more and more husky. As she felt the Daedra’s prostate rise further, Sabrina’s grin began widening, her eyes knowingly falling half-closed. “Yes, you...What? What is it? Are you gonna cum, butt-slut? Are you gonna...Cum?” Sabrina punctuated the word by ramming her hips in deep, slapping the Daedra’s ass with her loins. She sped up her stroking for a couple seconds, but when the Mazken started panting, she stopped, then squeezed. The Daedra’s eyes started crossing. She gave a long, harsh moan as her ass began clenching, uncontrollably. In a tiny, ragged whisper, she groaned out “I...Submit!...”
The Aureal’s eyes widened in shock. Sabrina’s grin went from ear to ear. “Good girl.” She stopped squeezing the Mazken’s prick, feeling it jump against her fingers as it geysered the first wad, ultimately sneezing five long lances of pearly white batter down to the floor, complete with audible splats. Sabrina gave a contented chortle, then stroked her hand down the Mazken’s spine, as if to congratulate her for finally giving in. Then, she was taking a step back, slipping her lance out of the Daedra’s well-fucked ass. The Mazken, panting hard from such an intense orgasm, tiredly slipped herself off of the table, sitting down on the stone floor with a grunt before lying down, giving herself a chance to rest.
When Sabrina turned to the Golden Saint, the roles were quite clearly reversed. Now, it was Sabrina who was grinning, her throbbing cock looking for a hole to fill. The Golden Saint, on the other hand, looked a little nervous, fearful for what was to come. “Your turn,” Sabrina uttered, marching towards the gold-skinned Daedra. The Daedra tried to protest, letting go of her hard-on, waving her hands to dismiss Sabrina. “No, wait, I don’t like anal, I-” “Quiet, liar,” Sabrina snapped. “We’re all butt-sluts, here. You don’t fool me in slightest. Let’s see your O-face, shall we?”
The Daedra gasped with shock as Sabrina came right up to her and grabbed her, getting so close that their breasts couldn’t help but press against each other. She reached around the Golden Saint, grabbed her by the ass, and showed off her undead strength, pulling the Daedra right off of her feet until the woman had to catch herself by grabbing Sabrina’s shoulders, wrapping her legs around Sabrina’s waist to support herself. Sabrina turned around and carried the Golden Saint over to her table, then dropped her down so that she was sitting on the edge. Then, before the Daedra could do anything, Sabrina put her hands to the woman’s shoulders and pushed her down to her back, knocking over another stack of books to scatter across the floor.
The Aureal looked up at Sabrina with a decidedly jittery look on her face, which only made the vampire grin like a hyena. The Golden Saint unhooked her legs from around Sabrina’s waist, placidly allowing Sabrina to manhandle her. Sabrina took the woman under her knees, then pulled her legs up, pushing them back until they were on either side of the Aureal’s chest, forcing the Daedra to hold her own legs in place. Then, Sabrina was pulling her body closer to the edge of the table, sliding her across the tablecloth until her rear hole was nice and exposed, just below her sloshing undercarriage. The Aureal’s interest was betrayed by her rock-hard cock, which even then was still as stiff as possible, jutting out towards her tummy with need. It had gotten a turn, and now, it was Sabrina’s time to shine.
Sabrina, her hands against the undersides of the Aureal’s thighs to help keep her legs up and out of the way, stepped up to the edge of the table, prodding her cock over until her tip found the uneasy crinkle of the Aureal’s backdoor. The Aureal rapidly shook her head, at Sabrina. Sabrina just nodded back at her, grinning. She gave a grunt and started pushing inwards, making the Aureal shut her eyes tight, press her lips together in a tiny frown, and kick her feet back and forth in the air, above herself. Ooh, she was a tight little thing - Sabrina had to really push to get her hole to open up, and the Daedra was groaning before she had even been popped into. When Sabrina finally felt the woman’s sphincter make way, allowing her to ease into the Daedra’s warm, slippery love canal, the Aureal bared her teeth and gave a keening groan, in spite of the mighty, throbbing bounce her cock gave.
Sabrina gave a breathless chuckle. Leaning over the Daedra, getting between her upraised legs, she put her hands down against the table on either side of the Golden Saint’s chest, giving herself some proper momentum to take advantage of. With a savage grin, Sabrina thrust in so hard, so deep, so suddenly, that the Golden Saint’s entire body shook against the table. Her breasts bounced against her with a jiggle, while her jaw fell open, her eyes momentarily crossing as she gave a harsh sigh of reluctant satisfaction. “I’ve been waiting to do this to you, you know,” Sabrina admitted, brow furrowing. “I knew you’d be a proud, stubborn fool before I summoned you, but I didn’t think you’d be quite such an arrogant bitch. Maybe this’ll knock you down, a few pegs?”
“N...Never!” The Golden Saint defiantly groaned, one eye shut as she tried to come to grips with the hot, throbbing pole, filling her tailpipe. Sabrina’s eyes narrowed at the challenge. Even with a fat cock stretching her void, the Daedra still had some shreds of pride. Well, let’s just see how long it took to fuck that stubbornness right out of her. Sabrina gave a few hard, deep thrusts, making the Golden Saint drop the back of her head to the table with a long, harsh moan. Sabrina punctuated each thrust with a word, loudly declaring “I...Am...Your...Master! Say it! Admit it!” “I won’t! Not to you!” The Aureal cried out, even as a steady stream of pre-cum began flowing from her rigid cock, pooling into her navel.
Sabrina gave a nasty chuckle. She spent a couple minutes wordlessly pounding away at the Aureal’s backdoor, fucking her Daedra slut hard, fast, and always deep. Eventually, she started muttering over the Daedra’s grunts and groans, every word adding another crack in the secret butt-slut’s defences. “I haven’t cum yet, you know. After all this, none of you could get me over the edge. I was saving my cum, just for you. Out of the two of you twats, you definitely needed the longer, harder ass-fucking. I should introduce you to my husband, he hates stuck-up bitches, like you. He’d love a chance to tame your ass, himself. As for me, I’ve wanted to do this to you from the very first second that I saw you. Bet you weren’t expecting this to happen when I summoned you, huh? Or...Maybe you were. Just say the word, and I’ll stop!”
The Aureal grit her teeth and answered with a long, wordless groan, sweat trickling down her face as her feet twitched about, in the air. After a few moments, it became clear that she still wasn’t ready to submit. Sabrina grinned to herself at the Aureal’s tenacious defiance. The stronger they resist, the harder they fall. Sabrina moved a hand and slipped it under the back of the Daedra’s neck, then pulled her head up, forcing the Daedra to face her. She leaned over far enough to kiss the Daedra, shoving her tongue into the woman’s mouth, coiling her slippery mouth muscle around the Aureal’s own in an oral wrestling match. The move brought them close enough to press their breasts against each other for a second time, the four enormous globes of breast-flesh shaking and quaking against each other with every forceful gyration of Sabrina’s body.
The unexpected oral assault had the Daedra’s eyes opening in surprise, but then they were slowly rolling back into her skull as Sabrina intensified her thrusting even further, slamming her loins into the Daedra’s ass on every thrust home. The Daedra’s eyelids began flickering as she fought the urge to black out from the intensity of it all. When the Daedra tried saying something into Sabrina’s mouth, she pulled her head back, smirking as she asked “Sorry, could you repeat that?” The Aureal rapidly blinked several times in rapid succession, trying to refocus her eyes, but she just couldn’t seem to stop them from rolling up into her head. She opened her mouth to speak, but for a second, she fought the words. Tears of ecstasy started creeping from the corners of the Daedra’s eyes before she finally caved.
In the tiniest, girliest squeak Sabrina had ever heard, “You...Puh, please...I give in!” Sabrina’s eyes widened as her grin intensified. When the hot splash blasted up against the undersides of her tits, she knew she had defeated the Daedra. The Aureal closed her eyes and hung her head back, pitifully whining “Master!” Sabrina pulled back before the Aureal could soak her breasts with any more cum. She stood up straight just in the nick of time. The Aureal’s second lance of cum speared into the air, flew across her body, and splashed against the underside of her chin, leaving a long trail of white down through her cleavage.
The Aureal raised her head as far as she could, staring down in teary-eyed amazement at the intensity of her own orgasm. She couldn’t remember the last time she had ever cum so much, at once. The third load of cum hit the new target she had unwittingly presented, landing dead on. The Aureal closed her eyes and gasped in shock as she launched a rope straight into her own face, splashing herself across the nose and cheeks with cum. She spluttered semen as a fourth load hit her over her mouth, then gave a long, harsh groan as the next few trickles poured out over her belly, encouraged out of her prostate by Sabrina’s continual thrusting. Sabrina gave a playful chuckle, remarking “You know, that’s a nice look for you, Daedra!”
She bit her bottom lip, then stopped fighting her own orgasm. Now, the Aureal was giving little yelps every time Sabrina slammed her hips home, riding high on the afterglow of her ball-draining orgasm even as Sabrina hit her own. Her mouth starting to hang open, her brow lightly furrowed in concentration, Sabrina breathlessly declared “Here...It...Comes!” The Aureal’s legs twitched, in the air. Eyes foggy with ecstasy, the Daedra could only manage a meek “Y-Yes!” before Sabrina was giving a long, high moan of her own, her eyes screwing shut as her mouth fell into an oval. Her meaty orbs drew up, and for the first time in a couple weeks, they dredged up a payload. The Aureal felt Sabrina’s cock jump against her inner walls as she fired her first wad, followed by the dull thud somewhere deep inside herself as the streamer collided with her insides.
Sabrina’s entire body gave a tremble as she moaned, riding out a lengthy orgasm as deep inside the Daedra as she could get. Out of sheer ecstasy, the Daedra gave a little sob, more tears creeping from the corners of her eyes. Her cock started leaking as she fell into another anal orgasm, a long string of clear, sappy fluid oozing out to her belly, with numerous globules of spunk falling through the fluid, like pearls trickling down along a string. It seemed like close to a minute before the flow finally ended. The Aureal knew Sabrina was finished when the vampire gave a heavy, hearty sigh, a big, contented smile spreading across her face. With a pleased hum, Sabrina slipped her cock out from the Golden Saint’s gaping backdoor, freeing her up to simply drop her legs with a flop, letting them collapse over the edge of the table.
Sabrina raised her eyebrows and held her shapely hips. She looked over at the Mazken, still lying on the floor. Poor thing still looked rather fucked into submission, Sabrina noticed. Absentmindedly, she swiped a couple fingers along the underside of her right breast, wiping off some of the Aureal’s cum. She raised her fingers to her lips and sucked them each off with a quiet pop, curiously sampling the Aureal’s seed. She shrugged with her eyebrows, then started walking over towards the Dark Seducer. She fixed her thong on the way, getting the rear string back in between her big, thick cheeks, then set about tucking her lingering hard-on back into the black triangle of the crotch. It wasn’t a very good fit, obviously, but it was slightly more comfortable than leaving her rod sticking up over the top, so she made do.
Rather than pull her shirt back down and stain the chest with the Aureal’s errant streamer of cream, she simply pulled it past her head and threw it aside, leaving herself in just her garter belt, stockings, and thong. She squatted down by the Mazken’s side, her stiff cock pointing out from between her thighs, the tip straining against the front of her thong. With a smile, she clapped the insensate Daedra over the hip, rousing her into waking. When the Mazken raised her head and looked over, Sabrina quietly demanded “Now...Answer the question. What do you know about Jyggalag, Mazken? Do you know anything, or did the two of you put up all this fuss just for the sake of being difficult?”
The Mazken stared for a moment, silent, a confused look on her face. Eventually, however, she sleepily mumbled “Jyggalag?...What about Him?...He...Always was, and never is...He’s eternal, but can never be...He’s...Nobody...Do you understand, Master?...” Sabrina made an unimpressed face at the Mazken, puckering her lips off to the side before standing up, leaving the Daedra to resume resting. She stepped over to the Aureal, reached over, delicately took her flagging erection in her hand, and stirred the woman by giving her manhood a few strokes. The Daedra gave a weary groan as she propped herself up on her elbows, looking over at Sabrina with a, thankfully, much less haughty look on her face.
“What about you?” Sabrina asked. “What do you know about Jyggalag, Aureal?” The Aureal, still breathing a little heavily from their battle of wills, panted out “He is...The Prince of Order...He...He leads the Greymarch...” Sabrina’s eyes sharpened at the new information, her ears pricking as she listening attentively. The Golden Saint raised her eyebrows, and quite simply stated “His Order is an aberration...Our Lord Sheogorath defeated his most recent invasion...He is gone...But, his Animus is forever...” “Hm. Riddles. He’s here, but there. He never is, but always was. I suppose I shouldn’t have expected anything different from Daedra, even if I had made you genuinely subservient,” Sabrina mumbled, turning away from the Golden Saint.
The Golden Saint gave a tired sigh, then laid back down. Sabrina paced a few steps away from the Aureal, crossing one arm beneath her hefty, perky bust, manhood bobbing around inside her thong with every step. Touching her elbow to her wrist, the sorceress brought her other hand to her mouth, touching a finger to her lower lip in contemplation. Thinking aloud, she mumbled “However, this “Greymarch” is new. I’ve never heard of such a thing, nor have I heard of Jyggalag leading it. Sheogorath, defeating a large-scale invasion on his own realm?...How have I not heard of such an event? Hmm. This is interesting, indeed. Perhaps putting up with you two and your struggle for dominance was worthwhile, after all.”
Turning back around to face the two defeated Daedra, Sabrina raised her hand from her mouth, adjusting her partially semen-coated spectacles over the bridge of her nose. As she put her hands to her hips, she raised her voice, allowing her two houseguests to notice she was speaking to them. As the two stirred, Sabrina graciously said “Well, I don’t suppose I’m going to get much more out of either of you. You two sure didn’t make it easy, and the end result was not terribly enlightening. Still, a nugget gained is a nugget more than I possessed before, so thank you very much for your cooperation. This will likely be the last time we see each other, I don’t intend on trafficking with Sheogorath’s realm, any further. I trust we’ll all keep this a secret, now, won’t we?”
The two Daedra gave sheepish nods. Sabrina gave a nod of her own. “Good, then. I’d give you two a moment to compose yourselves before I sent you back to the Shivering Isles, but my husband is due back any moment, now, and if you thought I was rough in bed, well...” Sabrina started to grin, showing off her fangs. “...I’ll save you two the heartache of being dominated by two people, today. All the best, you two.” Sabrina raised her hands by her chest, the swirling, purple-black Magicka of Conjuration filling the space over her palms and fingers. She clenched her hands as she built up the spells, then threw them out at the two. The two of them vanished into thin air as they were expelled back to Oblivion, sent naked to the Shivering Isles.
Sabrina gave a pleasant sigh, smiling as her shoulders slumped. Well, that was that, then. She had discovered a new lead in her investigation, but there was no telling if it would actually take her anywhere elucidating...

(Author's Note - And here you guys go, the first bonus chapter for The Forsworn Retribution, featuring a lovely t-girl threesome:)! Now, I know what some of you may be thinking. I did say at the end of the finale that the first bonus chapter would be a rough threesome with Maximus, Sabrina, and Anya, but I have a good reason for switching ideas that I’m sure any fan of Sabrina, transgender content, or anyone who enjoyed this chapter for that matter, will be excited by. I was pleasantly surprised to be approached by PernaLonga, an illustrator, about the possibility of working on a collaboration, together.
Although the collaboration is on hold, for now, while we both find the time to dedicate ourselves to something, he was a joy to work with, and this also just so happens to be my first time working in-depth with an illustrator - this is only the second time an illustrator has drawn anything from any of my stories - so I’m quite excited to see what might turn up:). For now, though, I’m excited to say he’s drawn a piece of concept art, featuring Sabrina! It’s great, you can check it out here! Sorry for the ugly URL, I'm not sure how to make links in the AFF text system. ^_^"
https://68.media.tumblr.com/0703c3503ef571234347849ea7cebdff/tumblr_inline_olqthoKBUV1uzvb52_540.jpg
So, here we go, a chance to see Sabrina in her investigation of Jyggalag before finding herself thrust into a threesome with two t-girls, just like her:D. Hope you guys enjoyed this little standalone “What if?” chapter, I had some fun with the concept that the scene didn’t have to fit into the continuity of the story’s plot or timeline. If you have any requests or suggestions for bonus sex scenes, feel free to drop a comment! I’ve already gotten a suggestion for a What if scenario, where Maximus lives with Sabrina as a vampire. And, of course, I have a few ideas of my own, along with a couple very old suggestions that I never forgot, like the Max/Anya/Sabrina threesome. But, please, don’t be afraid to make suggestions, guys:). I’m going fairly unscheduled, with these bonuses.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I’ll see you all in the next one!)
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