Back with another release! This time Lori’s getting some punishment from the Warden Mother Aethera (who has a new model now! Wee!) for going on a mission while pent-up and needing release.
Commissioned by @Loriandra
As Lori arrived at the heavy door to the Warden Mother’s office, she could faintly hear the sounds of a voice that was certainly not the raspy, deep one of Aethera’s. Waiting a moment to brace herself to meet that hardy woman, she knocked on the door firmly.
“Enter.” She heard in reply from a deeper voice. That was Aethera for sure.
As the young Warden pushed the door open, her eyes settled on the other person in the office with Aethera. A beautiful Orc pretty boy, one she had heard so much about from some other Wardens. This had to be Zozu. He was bent over the large desk, his cheeks deeply blushed, his form misted with sweat, with Aethera looming over him from behind in nothing but a strap-on dangling from her hips. The business end partially inside him.
“Ah, Lori. Good to see you, dear. I trust the mission went well?” Aethera asked quite casually, as if she wasn’t standing behind an Orc femboy, half of a large dildo buried inside him. That wasn’t surprising to Lori, though, anyone else would have told her to come back later, but Aethera would never forsake her duties just for a bit of fun with those pretty boys she adored so much.
“Yes, Warden Mother. I have the report here for you to see.” Lori informed, showing her the green folder branded with the owl of the wardens across it’s surface. She handed it over as Aethera beckoned it over with a ‘gimme’ flick of her fingers.
“Hm. You’re sure you got all the Satyr? They’ve never raided in this number before.” She asked, turning her gaze to Lori for an answer. She stroked Zozu’s lower back with her free palm to silence his slight whimpering, shushing him softly as she did.
“We ran down as many as we could, no survivors. We tried to take one prisoner, but he took his own life rather than be taken.” The young Warden explained, all while Aethera’s luminous gaze inspected the report for any discrepancies.
“Arana was injured?” Aethera asked, having seemingly read as much in the report.
“She was, a minor injury, though. A stray fireball from one of the Satyr, she’s fine though.” Lori quickly explained.
“See that she heads to the medicus all the same. I want the medical report to confirm she went.” Aethera commanded firmly. She took the wellbeing of her Warden girls very seriously. Her eyes flicked to Lori, observing her stance and the droplets of sweat on her forehead. “And what of you, dear? Uninjured too, I hope?” She asked prying and suspiciously.
“M-me? I’m fine Warden-Mother.” Lori said, her moment of hesitation in her voice betraying her. Even if she hadn’t realized it yet.
Aethera withdrew the strap-on’s business end from Zozu, giving his rear a pat as she raised him from being bent over the desk by the back of his neck, turning him to face her. Uncaring that her subordinate is watching, she leans down to give the pretty Orc boy a kiss on the lips. “Zozu, dear. Mommy’s got work to handle, so you head home and have dinner ready by the time I get back. Hm? That’s a good boy. Run along.” She’d say to him, giving his rear a light slap to hurry him away.
Zozu’s face was red the entire time, the poor lad nearly tripping over himself to pick up his scattered clothing. Apologizing the entire time before eventually making it to the door. The two Stoic Warden’s watching him as he closed the door behind him and scampered away.
Lori smiled a bit, a light chuckle escaping her lips as she spoke. “He’s a sweet boy. I could have given my report while he was here, though?” the young Warden inquired, turning to find Aethera was no longer standing behind the desk. She had moved right up beside Lori without making a sound, startling her with her impressive act of stealth. A Warden in full armor was pretty silent, one barefoot however was practically invisible on the auditory spectrum.
“How many times have I told you and your squadron that they need to stay relieved to maintain focus. Especially in the field. Your blessing from the goddess carries this singular requirement that must be sated.” Aethera stated, lecturing the poor n’ horny Warden on a subject she had unfortunately lectured her on before. “Explain yourself.” Her firm voice demanded.
“We were doing fine. We even planned to give ourselves relief that evening, but Arana got injured, and she’s the… well…” Lori stopped short of finishing her sentence.
“She’s the group bottom. I figured.” The Warden Mother rolled her eyes, sighing deeply. The golden dildo bounced from side to side a little as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Pondering the situation. “Armor off, bend over the desk.” She commanded after a brief moment of reflection.
“Warden Mother?” Lori tentatively asked. Quickly shelving her inquiry as the firm piercing gaze and furrowed brow of Aethera made her jump into action. Hastily removing her armor but setting it aside carefully. She knew already that being sloppy with such sacred armor would only incur her wrath further. When each piece had been softly stacked out of harm, she found herself standing in front of the desk, her cock fully engorged and pulsing from being pent-up. Her pink balls, heavy and swollen in equal lustful agony. Both dangling between those strong thighs of hers as she leaned forward to bend across the width of the desk, much like Zozu had been doing from the opposite side.
“Consider this a reprimand for your failure as a squad leader. Effective immediately, for the next month, you will be the bottom bitch for your squadron. Understood, Warden?” Aethera asked, but it wasn’t really a question. She wanted her response purely to confirm she knew her punishment. She closed the gap between her own hips and Lori’s presented rear, hot dogging the golden dildo dangling from her strap between the pink cheeks of her subordinate’s ass. “Interrupting my special time with my adorable boyfriend to remind you of something you should already know. If you want to keep command of that squad, you better shape up!” She’d scold her, sending a smack across her rear.
Lori let out a wince from the firm smack, her cock twitching harder from the always exciting dominance of her mentor. A moan escaping her lips as Aethera pushed the business end of her strap-on inside. Still well lubed from when it was being used on her boy toy. After all, it hadn’t been the first time Lori had been on the receiving end of it. “Sorry, Warden Mother!” she moaned out.
Aethera’s legendary powerful hips immediately got to work too. Renown for the strength she threw behind her thrusts, there were even rumors that she had broken someone’s pelvis with those mighty hips of hers. She could certainly feel them smacking at her ass from behind, too. A powerful momentum sending the plump cheeks wobbling and rippling with each connecting smack of hip to flesh. It didn’t matter if Lori had a huge cock dangling between her own legs, she might as well have not had one when Aethera was behind her.
This wasn’t entirely a punishment either, the goal was as much to relief as much to teach. Aethera needed her best squad to be focused and in the moment. They were a brilliant bunch, but their downfall had always been the insatiable nature of their blessing. They needed to relieve themselves of their lust often, or they risked being lost to it. As Aethera’s strap-on pummeled with devastating accuracy at Lori’s prostate, she couldn’t help but feel the overpowering sensation of a quick and nearing climax over taking her. After all, it had been a week on mission without relief and so it wouldn’t take long to reach it.
Then it happened. The sensation climbed up that thick pink cock of hers and exploded from the tip down onto the floor beneath her. A copious mess of she-seed that made quite the messy pool on the stone floor. Aethera’s hips coming to a gentle slow and then stop. She withdrew the strap from Lori and gave her one more smack across her backside. Lori moaned softly, her panting of lust the only sound she made as her cheek rested against the desk with that sweet relief washing over her.
“Now then. I’ll be heading home to my boy. You ensure that mess you made is cleaned up before you leave my office. If I see a single drop on my floor tomorrow morning, that one month punishment becomes six months. You hear me, Warden?” Aethera asked as she began to redress herself in her armor. Smirking slightly at the poor Warden squad leader.
“Mnn...y-yes Warden Mother.” Lori managed to meekly respond as she began to come down from that high. When she finally pried herself up off the table and looked down at the mess she had to clean up, Aethera was long gone.