[Nexii]

Part 6: An Orgy of Blood and Pleasure

The trio had spent the early part of the evening dancing, mingling, and drinking together. It was all to great excess. Not a single expense had been spared at Exmo's gathering. The best of the best bards had been hired to play the music, the most reknowned socialites had been invited, and the finest wines had been provided. It was far beyond the female cleric's expectations. The sense of envy she would normally have was drowned out by the sheer entertainment and extravagance of the Pleasure Palace.

"Come, let's relax in the hot tub." Exmo took Nexii by the hand, escorting her and Sirken down to the basement level.

"So you boys do this often?" Nexii inquired as she stripped down, seeing that they already had.

"Amongst other things," Sirken replied. "But don't tell the players I spend most of my time fucking around."

Nexii simply shrugged. She figured she was really no better in this regard. Dark elves were a naturally promiscuous race, and she was no exception to the stereotype. The only difference as of late was one of opportunity, for her guildmates did not seem to lust for her. The reason for this should have been obvious to her, but escaped her while she put her armors away.

"I'll have the servants provide for us." Exmo proclaimed. Before Nexii could even get in the tub, Exmo and Sirken were submerged to the neck in the hot water. She could tell through its clarity that they were groping one another under the surface. Both had that look in their eyes. The primal look of desire. Watching them get closer, and more lustful, Nexii felt that she did not want to lose out on this experience. She'd lost enough of her own experience from the plethora of screwups and wipes lately. The thought of having to group with commoners to get it back revulsed her. For the moment, she put away this thought by jumping in with the most elite the server had to offer.

"Mmm, what's on the menu tonight?" Sirken asked. He looked around, but only fleetingly.

"It's a surprise." Exmo said. "Slave girl!" He shouted, calling a young wood elf girl over. The poor thing was trembling in fear, a mess of long golden hair and shaking. She had no clothes on, and it was apparent to Nexii that she hadn't even been trained for this role yet. She looked more afraid than a first time puller or tagger, sensing a ban for the smallest of mistakes.

"Who is she and what's her deal?" Nexii whispered to Sirken.

"Oh, this druid had a name but it violated the naming policy." Sirken casually explained. "And she wanted to be a dark elf, so I said maybe I'd give her a Guise someday if she learns our ways. We give out one like every two years, so it's always possible."

The priestess beckoned the girl over, and soothed her anxieties with magical healing. The power of Innoruuk flowed through the once-nature loving girl, washing away her fear with a sense of disdain. A hatred one might say, for her sorry state. She would do better, if only to show she was worthy of her heart's true desire. With confidence, she sauntered off and returned with a metal bucket.

"Close your eyes, Nexii." Exmo suggested, as she sighed, adjusting to the warmth surrounding her body. "Open your mouth." She nodded, trusting him though expecting the worst. Something round and squishy was then popped inside. "Chew slowly and only then swallow." She did as told, and was met with relief.

"Mmm, damn that's good." It only took her a moment to figure out what it was. "Halfling eyes, right?" A hand massaging her shoulders affirmatively gave her the confirmation she was correct. "These aren't like the ones from Nektulos Forest." She commented, opening her mouth for a second.

"Indeed. Only the best from the Vale. Vanguard brand, I'm told."

"They're so moist and juicy. So much flavor." Nexii exclaimed between bites. It was Sirken feeding her oral pleasures now, though she didn't know it.

"Inno! You're so tense Nexii. It feels like some rogue has been giving you cheap, quick massages. Here, allow me to do it properly. It needs a cleric's touch," Exmo said, as he then worked his dexterous fingers in deeper to her muscle tissue. She shivered, but soon relented as the cold sensation diffused from the tub's heat.

"So I guess they are good for something. Halflings I mean," Nexii said as she savored several more eyes, licking the slime off Sirken's fingers between each one. "I do wonder if they slaughter the things or keep them alive blind?" She said, curiously, but with little response. By now, it felt like her entire body was melting away in pleasure. The food, the physical touch loosening all the pent up rage she had for her compatriots. But still, something was missing. Something decadently evil and over the top, to really put her into the mood. She didn't consider herself the sort of girl that would typically go for threesomes, though exceptions could be had.

"Slave girl. It's time. Bring in the keg." Exmo commanded.

"A-are you sure that's a good idea Sir?" The blonde wood elf timidly asked, apparently knowing what had been stored within it.

"Of course, it's a special occasion and these are very special guests. Quickly, now." The male cleric insisted.

The keg was brought out and popped open by the once-druidess. Nexii's curiosity got the better of her and she had to take a look.

"Ewwwww...." she said, seeing that the keg was full to the top with blood.

"Not just any blood. It's Halfling blood syrup, sweetened and sanitized. Pour it in, dear." Exmo's grin turned wider. His lust for mostly Sirken, but also to see Nexii's reactions to all this couldn't be contained.

"It keeps you youthful, they say." Sirken added in, just as the blood was added to the hot tub. The water turned from crystal clear to a bright red shade.

"Mmm...well it does taste good." Nexii said as she dipped her finger in and licked it. "I could get used to being a Blood Countess of sorts..." she purred, her eyes flickering as she thought of all the suffering that must have been caused for her pleasure.

"Let me see for myself." Sirken replied, slathering her chest and face with a handful of blood syrup. He began to lick it off of her face, smiling at the decadence of the situation. His tongue arched lower, down her neck as she turned, acquiesing to his desires for her flesh. By the time her neck was cleaned, she had put away her initial hesitations. She grabbed his head gently by the ears, and guided his face down to her syrup-covered breasts. All the while, Exmo was working on her shoulders, her back, her ribs. To be desired by two at once - it was more than she'd bargained for. As if it was some sort of universal female fantasy trope.

"Mmm. So fucking amazing." She needed to recollect herself, at least momentarily before taking things further. "You two make out with each other, I want to watch for a bit." She grinned, snapping her fingers at the wood elf slave. Another eyeball was given to her, and she popped it in her mouth with a grin. Her grin was one of lust for both of them, one that could only be surpassed by Detoxx's lust for unobtainable warder loot. "This sure beats Pornhub."