[Toxigen]

An Orgy of Blood and Pleasure

Exmo's Pleasure Palace

The trio had spent the early part of the evening dancing, mingling, and drinking together. All of the revelling was 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 feel 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. Upon doing so, she saw that they already had undressed ahead of her.

"Amongst other sinful deeds." 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. Whether it was because they were more interested in pixels than sex, or that they were intimidated by her was hard to say. She considered which it might be while she put her Kael armor 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 the water's clarity that they were groping one another under the surface. Both had a primal look in their eyes. A primal look of desire. Watching them get closer, and more aroused, 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 mere casuals to get her bar 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 her assigned role yet. She looked more afraid than a first time member of a pull team, fearful of a ban for accidental training or kiting.

"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 of the Deceiver
someday if she learns our ways. We give out one like every two years, so she can have some hope."

The priestess beckoned the wood elf girl over. Nexii prayed to her god to grant the Calm spell. Magic purple energies flowed out of the cleric's hands, which soothed the fearful elf for a good three minutes. The power of Innoruuk pacified the once-nature loving girl, washing away her fear with a sense of disdain. The slave felt a vague feeling of hatred for her sorry state of Fier'Dal being. She would do better, if only to show she was worthy of her heart's true desire - to be a Tier'Dal like her captors. With renewed zeal, she sauntered off and returned with a metal bucket.

"Close your eyes, Nexii." Exmo suggested. She did so with a sigh, as her body was yet adjusting to the warmth of the hot tub. "Now open your mouth." She nodded, trusting him though expecting the worst. Something round and squishy was then popped inside. "Chew it slowly and only then swallow." She was met with a rich and decadent taste which gave her relief.

"Mmm, damn that's good." It took her a moment to figure out just what she had eaten. "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 complimented, then opened her mouth for a second eye.

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

"They're so moist and juicy. So much flavor." Nexii exclaimed between bites. It was Sirken feeding her the oral pleasures now, though she didn't know that they had exchanged places as her eyes were still closed.

"Inno! You're so tense Nexii. It feels like some halfling 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 deeper into her muscle tissue. She shivered, but the shivers relented as the tub's heat diffused the coldness of his magic.

"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 let them live blind?" She said, curiously, but with little response. By now, it felt like her entire body was melting away in pleasure. The food and the physical touch were both loosening all the pent up rage she had for her compatriots. However she felt that was missing. Something decadently evil and over the top to put her into a more sexual mood. She didn't consider herself the sort of girl that would typically go for threesomes, though she'd make an exception for Exmo.

"Slave girl! It's time. You may 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 former 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 ordinary blood, my dear. It's Halfling blood syrup, sweetened and sanitized." Exmo's grin turned wider and towards Sirken. Seeing both their reactions to the mixture was more than worth the cost to him. He gave the wood elf a knowing nod to continue.

"I did hear that bathing in this can keep one youthful." Sirken remarked, just as the slave poured the entire keg into 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 endured to provide her this 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 males at once was more than she'd bargained for. As if it was some sort of universal female fantasy trope.

"Mmm. So fucking amazing." She required a moment to recollect her senses before pushing 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 handded to her, and she greedily popped it into her ravenous mouth. She grinned, showing her lust for both of them. A lust that could only be surpassed by Detoxx and Uyan's lust for unobtainable warder loot. "This sure beats Pornhub."