12- Breaking Boundaries

I sat down with Avya and Auralla a few minutes later.

"I'm sorry it took so long to address everything, and I wish I could've asked how you were doing earlier. Were you injured?"

Neither spoke, but Auralla shook her head.

"Okay, next it seems an apology is also in order for thinking, but I'm not going to do that." I turned to Avya. "I'm sorry you overheard what I considered, but you don't have permission to be in my thoughts any time you feel like it. The same goes for me using my ability. When it's used on an enemy for purposes of safety, I will search and listen. Among friends it's absolutely an invasion of privacy and I won't stand for it. I didn't regret the choice I made to share power with you, but I thought over the other option, and that's not a criminal act."

Avya blinked several times with her mouth slightly open.

"Rebuttal? Counter?" I asked. Angry tirade about what an asshole I was?

Auralla turned to Avya, who I'm pretty sure was blushing. She ducked her head even lower. "No. He's right." Auralla reached out and took her hand. "I'm… I'm sorry. I'll try to… not… do that… again."

I nodded. "Forgiven. I like to think of myself as a thinker. I think a lot and don't act on those thoughts. I imagine everything to see the best course of action. Sometimes I won't even take the best course of action. I won't dominate the two of you.

"I'd rather have you go back to Sunspire and forget I ever existed, and have the goodwill of your village than hurt you, betray Auralla, turn a village against me, make enemies… none of that is worth this domination power."

Although it had to be said that if I could have the power to absorb two shotgun blasts, it would be awesome.

I turned to the gesture back at the four captives, three of whom were tied up, and the tiefling staring at us from a good fifty feet away, hands and feet free. "They are a slightly different matter. In three days they'll have their magical reservoirs filled up with… stuff, which is very good timing for me. If males from the city are going to come after me, and they have the same powers as that guy I just went up against, I'm going to lose. If they're stronger, I'm going to lose. Two powers is just not going to be enough for me to survive, end of story."

They nodded.

"And you're welcome to head back to Sunspire and put me behind you. This is my grave and I'll lie in it alone if I have to. Of course, I'd rather have your support."

I could see all of this was very alien to consider from where they were coming from. They'd hardly ever met males, and all of them had been hostile. They hated the idea of being ordered around… yet here they were with someone who was just asking. I could see the wheels turning in their heads.

"Plus, I'm guessing that if I die, you don't have a Drifter's Mark any longer. So just… factor that into your decision making however you want. Or don't."

I laid out ideas for how to approach the situation, and they were some pretty friggin wild ideas by my standards. Some of the possible avenues and sketches of plans contradicted each other, but basically, I had five days with which to decide: set these four females free, take them by force and rip their power away like what had already been done to them before, or somehow try to convince them that power sharing was in their best interests.

I ended up gaining another point of Negotiation, and some Clever experience I couldn't utilize.

The Sunspire girls headed off to confer with one another, while I considered the four captives. They were all awake, and all regarding me silently. While Avya and Auralla weighed pros and cons, I got these four fed and hefted each of them to a place where they could have a bathroom break (while still tied up). The flimsy bits of clothing they had on made this part easy, at least. It was a lot of hauling tight female flesh around, which was nice because it earned me the last bit of Tough to push me up to Bronze.

Now only Sly was left.

None of the four of them put up any resistance, like spitting food back in my face. Nor did they talk. I kept Jerry nearby, mostly to watch Fayeen the tiefling, should she try to ambush me or pull a runner. I hadn't tied her up as a show of faith, and if I had time, I'd offer the other three the same deal, but if all four were untied right now I might wake up with my throat slit, so… not an option.

Auralla came back holding Avya's hand and joined me near the four captives. Smiling slightly, and informed me they were willing to stay and go through with some bits of my plan.

"I must apologize," Auralla told me.

"What? No you don't."

She nodded. "I baited you, and you did not take that bait. When I told you it would be preferable to dominate these four, you refused. I am impressed, Evan of earth."

So… I'd passed her test.

"You're welcome," I said, taken aback a bit. I didn't like a devious woman, mostly due to my ex, but her plot was swiftly exposed. I

They were adamantly opposed to taking any of them by force, but they knew the ultimate choice lay with me. Avya had conditions that needed to be met, but as I listened, any apprehension I had fell away, and instead I had to adjust my pants. Avya didn't appear brave enough to go along with this as before, showing me her inexperience and shyness, but she seemed determined to try. Her willingness and the way she kept glancing at the growing bulge in my pants had a lust-inducing effect on me. I needed to replace these jeans.

I agreed to their plan, thinking about just how weird this situation was. Me, a truck driver from the midwest, getting into my first ever threesome on a completely different world. I gave Auralla a heartfelt kiss as a thank you, and she leaned into it, pressing her tongue against mine and swirling it back and forth. It was a lover's kiss and it turned me on in a serious hurry.

I fell to my knees and thanked Avya with a hand on each shoulder. She was blushing, and slowly reached out to take my face in her hands. She ran her fingers over my jawline and my ears, back into my hair, and her thumbs glided over my cheeks. It was strange to be assessed like this, to have my body used as a platform for making herself more comfortable, but I was here for it. I closed my eyes, moaned softly from the delicate treatment, and gave her all the time she needed.

Eventually I felt her breath on my lips. I couldn't believe the tenacity on this one. She went into every situation shaking, but with iron will. Eternal moments later, I felt the soft press of her small lips on mine, and I kissed her in return. Soon her mouth opened and she waited, shaking, for me to act. When I didn't, she ran her tongue over first my bottom lip and then the top lip.

"Tomorrow we train, but tonight we should celebrate victory," I said, grinning. "Are you ready to start now?"

Auralla pulled the strings on her shirt and pants, and stepped forward as they fell away. Avya's dress fell off her shoulders and puddled around her feet.

I grinned. "I'm the luckiest Drifter alive."

Both young ladies helped to deal with my pants, with Auralla falling to her knees and Avya being the exact right height. Avya smiled as she zipped and unzipped my fly, over and over again, watching the little strip come together, separate, and come together again in fascination. For my part, I adjusted the angle so all four of the captive ladies got an eyeful of what was happening.

In short order, both of them were servicing The Czar with increasing skill. I'd have to break out the shaver, though it didn't seem like either of them mattered to be dealing with my untamed scrub. I took both heads in hand and snaked my fingers into their hair while they worked me over. For a while I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of my first ever double team blowjob.

Two sets of lips and tongues was honestly something else. I'd never experienced it before. I figured if the superpowered males out of the city had flight powers and were coming to murder me right now, I could now just die a happy man. I could also very easily tell which mouth was which just by the size, since Avya could fit little more than the head in there, while Auralla was getting the hang of having me further and further down her throat before gagging and pulling away.

"Okay," I said a few minutes into it, "I can't last much longer. Who's ready for a mustache ride?" They quickly detached themselves from my cock, and I laid down on the cool grass so we could begin Phase II of my plan.

The captive ladies were sharing glances and beginning to whisper between one another. Velleth and Fayeen were leaned together conspiratorially, and I activated the

Empath's Mark

to get a better idea of what was going on in Fayeen's mind. Hopefully her surface thoughts would keep me from a disappointingly fast orgasm.

Avya chose this moment to straddle my head. I noted with surprise that she also chose to face my lower body, and get an idea of how Auralla handled The Czar. Her knees rested on my collar bone, but she wasn't heavy enough to give me any pain. All things considered, with the pleasure I was feeling down below, a little pain might be useful in staving off an early orgasm.

Since Avya was half the size of a regular human, I could really work her over with just my tongue. It went doubly as deep as I could get with Auralla. She cried out instantly, and fell into a moaning rhythm that soon left her breathing heavily and hardly making any sound at all. Not long after that she was getting into doing the work for me, grinding on my tongue while I just held still. She also made some very appreciative sounds, mewling and moaning in her high pitched voice. Most gratifying of all was having her hands on my chest, and feeling her tremble. My hands drifted to her legs, to feel her body spasming after only a minute of tongue work.

Auralla meanwhile had straddled me and sank all the way down, releasing a long sigh and a moan of satisfaction. The Czar was encased in his ideal battlefield: snug, smooth, hot and dripping wet. She let out an explosive sigh as her backside settled onto my thighs and she got used to the feeling of having me inside her again. I wanted this all the time.

And yet.

We were having exhibitionist sex now, a performance tailored for a specific audience and for a specific purpose. I reached down and squeezed Auralla's knee so she knew to get moving.

I had some thoughts to spy on.

Meanwhile, Fayeen was wondering where 'those two females' had gotten those marks from. Both of them had obvious tattoos of power: Auralla we found also had a series of lines running from the base of her scalp all the way down to about her shoulder blades. They'd become more noticeable because they'd taken on the bronze shimmer. She'd reached Bronze tier, and her Beastmaster's Mark was now visible.

What did it mean to Fayeen? She was trying to process this: did this mean that these two were also Masters of other females? That didn't seem to make sense, as she'd never heard of it before. She knew there were stories out of the harems and in the alleyways when the townsfolk would whisper to her. She understood that much of the wider world wasn't known to her, and that Masters weren't the be all end all.

But there were also several factors to consider that she'd never seen before: a male giving pleasure to a female, and the larger female willingly sharing essence outside of the moon cycle. She watched as the male's manhood repeatedly appeared and disappeared into the orange-skinned female with the white and rainbow-tinged hair, while she cupped her breasts and moaned in a very un-hurt way. The nellwyn with the brown skin and the long purple braid was staring at the male's chest mark, eyes unfocused, while she smothered him with her essence sharing parts. She also wasn't making much in the way of noise except to suddenly gasp for air every once in a while, as if she'd forgotten to breathe.

All those things happening at the same time scrambled Fayeen's mind, and replaced rational thought with the beginnings of a feeling she didn't quite understand.

I actually got visuals of what Fayeen was seeing because she was concentrating so hard on watching us in the act, and it was like having your own porn tapes made. I'd never had the pleasure of mirrors on the ceiling or walls, so I'd never exactly seen what it looked like to have The Czar disappear into a woman over and over during sex. It wasn't the right angle now, but tomorrow it definitely would be, I'd make damn sure of that.

That's not to say the viewing angle was bad. On the contrary, it was awesome. I got the side view of Auralla rising up so my manhood appeared, only to have her pert ass drop back down onto me.

I stopped gripping Avya's tiny little butt and grabbed onto Auralla's thighs as a signal that I was nearly there, but I think she was too far gone. I could see her face through Fayeen's eyes: eyes closed, mouth slack and head thrown back in ecstasy. Breasts still in her hands, thighs shining in the moonlight, and the nearly-visible six pack straining to lift her up and down repeatedly.

"Aura," Avya rasped. She was almost laying on me by now, hair tickling my belly button.

"Huh?" Auralla responded thickly. Thankfully, she stopped bouncing before I painted her insides.

Avya's voice sounded so, so timid when she spoke next. "I want to… I want to try a-again. Is it… is that okay? D-do you mind?"

I really admired Avya for being someone who heard Auralla's recommendation back in Sunspire and then, despite the fear, pressed forward with her conviction to do this. She was now even overcoming the pain that came with her first experience. She was more courageous than I thought.

Auralla was off me in a flash, and was in my face a half a moment later. "It feels so good," she breathed. "I never imagined in a million years it could be like this."

A guy could get used to hearing that kind of praise.

"You're pretty amazing yourself." I smiled a lazy smile. "You're saying all the right words, but next time be just a bit louder for the sake of our audience." The smile vanished as I felt Avya place The Czar at her entrance to begin the plunder. "Give me a kiss before you help Avi out?"

She dipped down and kissed over my face, down my jawline to my throat, with little bites the whole way along.

"Aura?" I asked, and smiled at the mischievous look she gave me. "When you grab hold, I need you to squeeze the base tightly. Can you… oh, jeez."

Avya was pressing down and despite all the work I'd done to loosen her up and lubricate her, she was still

so

unbelievably tight. I got within inches of blasting off into her. A second later, Auralla again wrapped her hand around The Czar to make a buffer zone, for Avya to work. She also made sure to squeeze.

There was the pain I needed. My body danced right to the edge of orgasm and the pain fought it back.

I arched my back, my body desperately wanting to press upward and impale this little firebrand to the hilt. I didn't know if I'd break her, or just turn her off sex forever, but I couldn't have either of those, so I sat up on my elbows instead and looked at Avya's pure concentration.

She had braced herself by holding, tight, onto my hips, but her head was down and now bumped against my chest. This must have surprised her, because she flinched and opened up those lavender eyes to look into mine.

"You know what's also nice?" I asked.

"N-n-n-noooo," she moaned.

"Sweet kisses," I said, and placed one on her lips.

Her entire body began bucking and shuddering again, and she moaned into my mouth. Feeling a woman orgasm into a kiss is pretty rare, but this was very clearly that.

Fayeen… I'd forgotten about the horned goat girl. She had continued to watch the entire proceedings, finally seeming to understand that Avya and Auralla had not been dominated, they hadn't dominated others, but instead that I'd given the two of them my mark, while they'd given me theirs.

Also we were glowing with magic. I nearly laughed, looking through Fayeen's eyes at the actual, literal magic of sex. We were both wreathed in fuzzy streamers of soft light, licking here and there into various different colors, mostly invisible but sometimes bursting off on their own like tiny magical orgasms.

And Fayeen was also thinking about what it would be like to feel what those two females felt. To have her eyes close and not be worried about what pain would come next. To have a male work her over with his mouth instead of roughly shoving himself into her from behind while she was chained up.

"Avya I'm going to come," I told her. "I'm going to— if you don't get up it's going to be inside you." I was still fuzzy on the pregnancy risk. "Avya—"

"I want it," Auralla said, and lifted the little nellwyn off The Czar. She wrapped her mouth around me a second later. The angle being weird, and her still being a novice, it took a bit more time than anticipated, but damn was it fabulous.

Avya continued to kiss me for a few moments, until I froze. She turned her attention on the job Auralla was doing, before bending down to get a closer look.

"I want… c-can I see? I want to see it."

I came hard, again. I was still having the same sorts of orgasms as early yesterday, and that meant my Tough really had increased my stamina, a lot. Auralla's very green eyes bulged, staring up into my face, and she smiled with her mouth full.

When I'd finished, she carefully slid back and opened her mouth for Avya to see the fruit of our labor. The little nellwyn got almost within kissing distance, and stared down into her friend's mouth, wonder written on her face. Then Auralla swallowed as noticeably as possible, and sighed with contentment.

"It's delicious, Avi," she told her friend, and by extension the four captives. "Just wait until next time. You can have it."

I really was in a very different world.