Get used to seeing the Baroness because there’s gonna be a lot more of her in the next month. For now here’s a commission I took on last month of Loriandra and the Baroness. This was originally intended to just be Lori and the Man’ari having sexy times but seemingly everyone has fallen in love with Penelope. Enjoy!
Commissioned By: Loriandra
“When I get loose I’m going to slay you, Baroness!” Loriandra growled, her luminous white eyes piercing down at Penelope who stood before he with her signature smug smirk. The Warden wiggled and shook in place in a fruitless attempt to break her bondage, but the fel-tainted chains were just too thick and strong to slip. It just made her more angry.
”Tut-tut. Such poor manners and even after I gave you such a pretty gift.” Penelope replied, her hand reaching out to slide up the upper side of Lori’s flaccid cock, her finger tips drumming on the cockring at the base. It was Lori’s own yet it carried several demonic runes along the gold metal band. “Though I suppose it’s understandable seeing as how you haven’t emptied those very swollen looking balls since I enchanted it.” She added, grinning again.
It was most definitely driving Lori insane. She could tank the daily ravaging by Tormentor Y’maara but to be denied the release of them was the torment in of itself. Each time she felt that euphoric rush climbing up her shaft signalling the incoming release the runes would glow and she would be denied. She must have had a week’s worth of denied orgasms built up in her very heavy looking balls.
”Why don’t we show the Warden Mother how you’re doing, hm?” Penelope asked, it was clear the question was rhetorical though as she pulled out Lori’s confiscated communication crystal. An ingenious little magical device used by the Wardens to contact over long distances. It even showed what was happening on the other side of the crystal in real time.
Lori began to struggle as she realized what The Baroness intended to do. Her chains clattering and clinking together as she pulled against them to no avail.
”I love it when you squirm, little Elf.” The voice of Y’maara whispered close to her ear. The large fel-tainted hand gently squeezing Lori’s neck. Her long forked tongue rolled up the side of Lori’s cheek as she let out a mischievous chuckle.
”Ah, Hello Aethera. I’m sure you weren’t expecting to see me on the end of this crystal.” Penelope spoke, her eyes settling on the image of the Kaldorei in question through the crystal. The Warden Mother was within her office in the Vault of the Wardens.
Penelope waved her hand to Y’maara before holding the crystal in a way that showed both her smug look and the chained up Lori in the back behind her. The wave signaled for Y’maara to begin and begin she did. Her cock quickly pushing up into the ass of the vulnerable Lori. Her flared horse cock tip bulging her tummy with it’s reach.
Lori let out a cry of discomfort and equal parts pleasure. Penelope grinned, her piercing emerald eyes fixed on Aethera through the crystal as Y’maara had her way with Aethera’s closest Warden and her right hand.
”Now that I have your attention, lets talk about what you’ll do for me to ensure the safety of your little Warden here.” Penelope added, her smugness was unyielding and she had the Warden Mother right where she wanted her.
Aethera was as always unyielding in ways of her own. Her expression was firm and stoic, she did not allow herself to visibly react to the ill treatment of Lori. Yet a rage bubbled beneath the surface of her stoic demeanor, she would not let Penelope see it. “What are your terms?” she asked.
Penelope’s lips curled up into an unsettling smile. She definitely had terms and they were certain to be unreasonable - but she would deliver them all the same.