Love Conquers All - Part 2

Part 2

Practically face to face, Roseline could feel the ork's rancid breath brush up against her face as she calmly walked past it. Seizing the opportunity created by the holy maiden, the stalwart defenders battled back against the weakened enemy, slaughtering many of the dazed orks where they stood like cattle. The dark sorceress watched despairingly as her minions were cut down without even putting up so much as a fight.

"What are you waiting for?" Victoria snapped icily. Weren't her naked breasts enough for these stupid brutes? They had certainly been more than willing to sample her delights back at base camp. Jealously clouded her mind, the old rivalry opening up again like an old wound. Victoria smiled as she decided to change tactics.

"If you won't kill her, then plug up that loud mouth of hers!"

The suggestion didn't take long to root itself within the primitive ork minds. While they wouldn't kill the priestess, they wouldn't be able to resist their more baser, animal urges. Victoria smirked as the nearest ork grabbed Roseline's shoulders and pushed the startled woman down onto her knees. Held down, Roseline found herself at eye level with the ork's monstrous crotch.

Loosening his filthy britches, the ork grabbed his massive throbbing cock in one hand and promptly pushed it up against Roseline's intoning lips. The songstress' singing voice quivered with uncertainly as the veiny phallus smeared her beautiful face with slimy ork pre-cum. She almost gagged on the foul smelling member, the rancid smell of unwashed greenskin making her stomach churn.

Roseline desperately wanted to protest as the disgusting member jutted up against her mouth but couldn't cease her singing, lest the spell be broken. Instead, her outstretched hands shimmered with white magic, the swirling energies forming rings of incandescent light around her nimble fingertips. Before she could unleash her cleansing magic, strong muscular hands grasped her delicate arms and pulled them up above her head. Roseline had barely enough time to look surprised before the ork shoved his cock straight into the warmth of her saintly mouth.

"Nnnnngh!" Roseline sputtered around the huge cock pressing between her lips.

Rather than words of power, now the holy maiden could only slur as her musical mouth stretched around the muscular ork's thick penis. Grunting in approval, he started to shove in and out, Roseline's strangled mumbling only adding to the ork's pleasure as her vocal cords, the same ones that could summon divine miracles into the world, were now reduced to servicing this smelly creature.

Victoria Nox laughed as she witnessed her rival defiled for all to see. Underneath her dress, the dark magician's black lace panties moistened at the captivating sight of the hated princess on her knees, suffocating under a mouthful of ork cock. Victoria savoured the sight like a fine wine, her thumbs running down her big creamy breasts until they rested up against her stiff nipples. The sorceress gasped in delight as she rubbed the sensitive nubs.

"And you accuse me of being a slut! Well, look at you now, with an ork's cock stuck between your arrogant lips!"

Roseline, her eyes watering, fought to remain conscious as her airways were mercilessly blocked by the protruding member. Moaning loudly, the ork slammed his pelvis up against the sputtering woman's face, the coarse mass of his pubic hairs tickling her nose. Roseline bit down with all her strength, but her teeth only succeeded in nibbling the thick green tree trunk thrusting in and out of her salivating mouth. Rather than putting off the ork, the playful bites only heightened his enjoyment.

"I think being an orkish whore is a good look for you, Jacquelle!" Victoria mocked cruelly along with those corrupted humans guarding her flanks. Struggling to reach Roseline's position through force of arms, the mortal knights shouted challenges, deriding the total lack of honour displayed as their beloved holy maiden was violated.

Straining to fit the last few inches down her throat, the ork grunted in satisfaction as he managed to ram his cock straight down into the warm tunnel that was her gullet. The massaging convulsions of her well honed throat muscles felt absolutely incredible, so much so in fact, that the ork clasped his hands tightly around Roseline's head. Using her soft golden locks much like the reins on a horse, the snarling brute proceeded to savagely face fuck the startled woman, his cock completely disappearing down her throat before pulling back for yet another thrust.

"Yes! That's it!" Victoria Nox gasped as Roseline looked up at her with narrowed, watering eyes. That pained expression alone was priceless and almost made Victoria climax on the spot as she twisted and teased her white, mountainous orbs

Roseline almost blacked out, her nose bleeding from the constant face pounding. At this rate she would surely die, and while such knowledge was frightening indeed, her pathetic failure would surely doom everyone else fighting within the citadel. Defeat meant certain death or worse, for her, the soldiers and their families sheltering within the battered walls.

With her last fleeting strength, Roseline cast aside her pride and began actively sucking on the ork's smelly penis, her tongue flickering against the underside of the invading shaft as it pressed up against the back of her throat, rubbing against her ticklish tonsils. Roseline's stomach lurched as she fought down her gag reflex combined with the humiliating knowledge that she was willing servicing this foul smelling ork. Judging from the agitated manner in which the orks were acting, Roseline knew that her time was running short, that the lasting effects of her righteous song were rapidly diminishing.

The ork plundering her mouth roared loudly in triumph as he insulted the holy maiden in his deep guttural language, the other greenskins not otherwise engaged in combat joining in the humiliating treatment as they battered serrated axe against padded shield in a loud chanting chorus.

Licking around the bulbous cockhead, Roseline did her best to breath through her nose as she noisily deepthroated the ork. Grunting in response, he increased the severity of his intrusions, his balls slapping up against Roseline's chin. The clumsy tongue lashing combined with the tightness of her throat quickly sent the lustful ork over the edge. Roaring in animal pleasure, he pulled Roseline's face forward with her blonde curls until she was resting up against his hairy crouch.

Roaring excitedly, he shot his sticky load straight down her throat, the white fluid sticking to her fleshy walls as she struggled to swallow down the copious amount. Utterly spent, the ork finally released the holy maiden from her ordeal as he collapsed onto the courtyard ground with a loud thump, his now flaccid penis plopping free from her soiled lips. As soon as the other orks released her, Roseline doubled over, her sore arms supporting her weight as she desperately gasped for breath.

"How do you like that, Jacquelle?" Victoria asked, her fingers lifting up the impressive weight of her large snowy globes. She couldn't have imagined that watching her hated rival brought so low would have such a simulating effect on her body.

"Oh, excuse me," she said mockingly, "it's Holy Maiden Roseline now, I keep forgetting. Well, I think it's high time that... what!?"

Victoria Nox gasped as green snaking vines exploded out of the cobblestone ground beneath her feet before wrapping themselves tightly around her smooth long legs. Travelling up her sleek thighs, one of the withering tentacles surrounded Victoria's waist before looping underneath her dripping crotch, the abrasive plant matter rubbing against the outline of her sex through the moist fabric of her black underwear.

"Gah!" the evil sorceress cried out, not entirely in pain as the pulsing plant tendrils coiled around her big flopping breasts before hoisting her up into the air, her beautiful black gown falling up over her head. Her black lace panties rode up between her butt cheeks as she struggled against the constricting vines, the smooth white skin of her magnificent ass jiggling as she frantically kicked out at empty air.

"Unhand me!" Victoria demanded, her hands burning with arcane black flames.

"Mistress!" her minions yelled in alarm, their weapons cutting into the wiggling mass of vines. Glowing green slime spattered against rusting armour but there seemed no end to the twisting green maze.

Crouching low with one hand resting against her knee, Roseline grimaced as she did her best to spit out the remaining sticky semen onto the ground. It tasted absolutely revolting but she steeled herself against the powerful urge to vomit. Wiping her bloody nose against the white sleeve of her robes, the priestess stood up with as much dignity as she could manage.

"While my body may have been tarnished," she said defiantly, her dazzling blue eyes glowering at her rival with a withering stare, "I'll never be as dirty as you, Victoria!"

"Don't just stand there!" Victoria snapped while her curvaceous body was strung up. Usually she was the mistress during bondage play. Despite the circumstances, a few of her mortal minions took the chance to stare up at her luscious buttocks and thighs, her black dress flapping wildly around her shapely hips.

"Kill that self-righteous bitch!"

Several snarling orks charged at her, spittle flying from tusked maws as they hefted heavy chopping blades above their heads. Without the protecting influence of Victoria who was currently tied up at the moment, Roseline killed the orks while uttering a silent prayer, the greenskined brutes screaming as barbed vines pieced their shoddy shoes before taking root within their shuddering bodies.

Up above the battlefield, suspended in the air by rippling plant-life, Victoria Nox winced as one of the green tendrils constricted around her slender throat, however, try as she might, Roseline's holy magic couldn't throttle the evil witch.

"D-do you think," Victoria wheezed as the plants constricted tightly around her, "that such a trivial attack will be enough to defeat me?"

Roseline knew that fact very well, and as such, the holy maiden pointed downwards, the green tentacles stretching tautly around themselves like the strings on a crossbow. Victoria Nox screamed as her world suddenly became a blur, the twitching mass of tendrils drawing her back before unceremoniously slamming her hard against the stone-covered ground.

"Gah!" she grunted in pain, the courtyard beneath her exploding into a mass of spinning fragments. The ricocheting stones shredded several nearby combatants, the sharp projectiles reducing them to bloody, screaming pincushions. While Victoria's dark magic protected her skin, her dress was equally shredded, the material falling down from her shapely figure, covering her nakedness only momentarily like a black shawl.

"Foul mistress of the night," Roseline intoned, holding out one outstretched hand, "heed the passage of time!"

Victoria snarled at the rough treatment, her hands incinerating the tendrils still clutching at her busty, and now mostly naked body with dark flames that scorched the cobblestone ground black. Roseline looked down at the crumbled form of Victoria as she approached, her proud gaze still glowing radiantly despite her dishevelled appearance. She was always looking down at her, Victoria reflected, always reminding her that she was nothing more than a low born commoner selling her body for promises of a better life.

"I've surpassed you, Jacquelle!" she said, her voice and movements steadily slowing down.

"I'm not - the same - as back - then," Victoria breathed, the words coming out in pieces as she slowly, ever so slowly, pushed herself up off the blackened ground, her heavy tits flopping languidly beneath her. Soon, everything slowed to a crawl, besides Roseline who briskly pointed towards the grovelling Victoria.

Time manipulation, Victoria realized far too slowly, her powers of deduction running at a snails pace.

"Receive your divine punishment," Roseline yelled rather uncharacteristically for such a soft spoken woman, "I'll mark that dishonest body with your sins!"

As one, the remaining fleshy plant tentacles stretched tautly in preparation, their movements unhindered by the slowed passage of time. Victoria's face gradually contorted in pain as one whip-like vine slapped hard against her bare buttocks, a burning red line forming across the jiggling flesh. Roseline allowed herself a small smile of contentment as she controlled the tendrils, the strikes alternating between Victoria's quivering ass cheeks. Soon her perfectly smooth ass globes were criss-crossed with countless angry looking red lines.

Another struck the small of her back, the tingling pain shooting straight up Victoria's spine, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream. The stinging pain slowly accumulated as her naked body was mercilessly whipped, the tendrils cruelly targeting her most sensitive areas. With time slowed, the only sound was the sharp crack of hard plant matter against soft, vulnerable skin.

One tendril coiled beneath the sorceress before striking out, the powerful vine hitting against one of her hanging breasts. The supple orb jiggled enticingly as it collided into it's large neighbour, both breasts banging against each other, beads of sweat flying from the heavy orbs that glistened in the quagmire of time.

Roseline curled her lips in distaste as she noticed sparkling nectar dribbling down the hunched over woman's thighs. By the gods, was this depraved sorceress enjoying such treatment? Suddenly angry, despite her heavenly teachings, Roseline directed the whipping tentacles against Victoria's shaven pussy, the powerful strikes not so gently battering against her precious pink flower. Victoria shuddered, the motion of her voluptuous body looking almost comical in such suspended time.

While to Victoria, who's whole body had been set aflame by the constant lashing, the whole ordeal felt like it had stretched on forever, however in reality, only a mere five seconds had passed in total. The fleeting passage of time had proven insufficient to snuff out the evil sorceress completely. Instead, the holy maiden had doled out an appropriate punishment for such an unashamed whore of darkness, for herself, and for the many sisters she had lost.

Suddenly time came crashing down on Victoria like a battering ram, the accumulated pleasure and pain hitting her all at once. Screaming out loudly, the dark witch collapsed onto the stonework floor, her midnight black hair cascading around her downcast face. Her hands clutched tightly at her dribbling pussy as the floodgates opened, a stream of glistening sweet nectar shooting out from her throbbing cunt. As her abused breasts pressed against the ground, a powerful jolt of electricity coursed throughout her tingling body

"Ohhhhh, this feeling!" she snarled, her voice an intoxicating mixture of burning fury, arousal and humiliation. Her tongue lolled out of the side of her mouth, a pool of saliva matting her long glossy black hair as she frantically masturbated, her fingers plunging between the moist folds of her pussy.

"How dare you!" Victoria moaned, "making me feel... this way!"

Roseline stood over the climaxing sorceress, one hand outstretched as a shaft of the purest white light formed within her fingers. A loud thunderclap of arcane force billowed out from the holy maiden, the invisible wall of pressure knocking down those seeking to save their dark sorceress. Taking the shape of a spear, so thin as to be practically intangible, she gripped it in both slender hands and hefted it high above her sparkling golden crown, the sharp tip pointing downwards.

The holy weapon thrummed with power between her fingers but she held onto it firmly with grim determination as it pierced through the air.

"You'll not stain this land any longer," Roseline said, her hands flexing tightly around the shaft as she drove the gleaming spear downwards.

Continued in Part 3

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