There was no hesitation. Luna stepped forward, the air itself seeming to still around her then sank to one knee, the motion measured, reverent like a vow carved into fate. When she spoke, her voice did not waver, though something fragile lingered beneath its strength. "My life is yours. I will be your sword and your shield, unyielding, unwavering. At your every beck and call, I will answer."
She lowered herself fully, both knees meeting the cold stone as she bowed her head, forehead pressed against the ground in complete surrender. "I will become everything you desire… everything you require."
A breath passed, quiet, final. "My body, my soul, every breath I take belongs to you, my Master."
The silence between them was absolute, as if the world had been pressed into stillness, leaving only the two of them in existence.
"As expected of my Luna," Lyssandra whispered, her voice smooth, a perfect blend of pride and something deeper.
Luna said nothing, only stood and moved toward her, every step steady, filled with an unspoken understanding.
"Sit." Lyssandra's hand reached for Luna, and as the smaller girl lowered herself onto her lap, a soft sigh escaped her lips, the sound both intimate and commanding.
Their eyes met, hollows of blue, piercing and resolute. A moment passed, and then the first kiss came. It was not gentle, nor was it slow. It was hungry. Consuming. The warmth of their mouths pressed together, the taste of each other an endless promise of more.
Luna's hands slid over Lyssandra's breasts, her fingers pressing, squeezing, exploring the weight and curve of them, her lips following the same path, nipping, licking, tasting the soft skin as if it were something sacred.
Lyssandra's fingers tangled in Luna's hair, pulling her closer, deeper into the kiss. Her other hand slid down, sliding over Luna's back, tracing the curve of her spine before pressing between her legs.
A shudder ran through Luna, her breath catching when Lyssandra's touch moved lower, fingers pressing against the tight, wet slit, stroking and squeezing.
Then, without a word, Lyssandra's mouth left Luna's, only to find the smooth, pale blue skin of her neck. Luna whimpered, her body arching into the touch, her hands finding Lyssandra's thighs, gripping them as her legs opened wider, inviting more.
The scent of the slime girl filled Lyssandra's senses, a mix of her natural musk and something new, something unfamiliar, but still deeply, unmistakably her.
As if the world had no other purpose, the two of them melted into each other, their bodies moving in perfect, desperate rhythm, a silent promise of love and possession, of conquest and surrender.
"Master~," Luna whispered, her breath warm and labored, "Will you do it to me? I've been watching you and those goblins….."
Lyssandra's grin widened, the fire in her eyes only burning brighter. "I will, my pet. I will."
She lifted Luna from her lap, placing the girl opposite her. The girl's legs curled around Lyssandra's waist, her hands pressing into the swollen curve of her stomach. Their lips joined again, their breaths mingling.
"Be honest with me," Lyssandra purred, her voice like velvet and steel, "just how many times did you peek at me?"
"Ah…mm…I-I…don't know," Luna stammered, her body trembling. "Too many to count?"
A wicked chuckle escaped Lyssandra's lips. "Such a bad pet you are. Kneel!"
Luna obeyed instantly, lowering herself to the ground with the grace of a loyal creature. Her wide eyes, filled with yearning, looked up at the magnificent phallus.
"Use your breasts," Lyssandra ordered again, her voice was a commanding whisper.
Luna hesitated, the flicker of doubt passing over her face. But understood the order to move, to obey. Her hands cupping her own swollen, gelatinous soft breasts, her fingers splayed wide to press them around the thick, veiny shaft.
And squeezing, stroking, milking with slow motions
The moment the flesh met, Lyssandra's eyes fluttered closed, her breathing hitching. The rhythm continued and the scent of their combined heat thickened.
Luna lowered her head, mouth finding the thick shaft, lips pressed around the head. She licked, sucked, swallowed, all while looking up at her master, eyes burning with desire.
slk… schlup…
"Umm~~ Good, good," Lyssandra murmured, her head tilting back to enjoy the warmth of her pet's oral cavity.
Her eyes fluttered shut as the pleasure built. The sensation of Luna's mouth was unlike anything before. She could feel the slight pressure, the wetness, the softness of it all.
Through the thin, almost transparent skin of the slime's body, Lyssandra could see her penis slipping deeper and deeper into her throat, so deep that it barely fit.
With a loud, wet schlop, Luna released her cock, now covered in the glistening, blue slime of her own liquid.
"Are you satisfied with my performance, Master?" Luna asked, her voice trembling with lust, eyes dazed and wild.
Lyssandra's lips curled into a satisfied grin. "I am."
She turned Luna around, her back now facing her, the girl's body poised and vulnerable. In a controlled, unhurried motion, Lyssandra used her arms to lift Luna entirely by her thighs, hoisting her off the ground.
"Wait…what are you doing?" Luna's voice was filled with surprise and something else - excitement perhaps.
The position left her completely exposed. Her front was on full display, the soft, pale blue skin of her body opened wide and trembling. The tent was filled with the female goblins. They watched silently from the start, some of them already lost in their own pleasure, fingers tracing their own wet folds.
"This is too e-embarrassing, p-please put me down" Luna pleaded, her voice a soft whimper, trying to twist out of Lyssandra's grip.
"Not a chance, bad pet will be punished."
Before she could protest further, Lyssandra released the grip. The moment Luna's ass cheeks touched Lyssandra's thighs, she felt the weight of the world shift when the big schlong plunging straight into her welcoming and tight pussy.
"But…." The sensation was overwhelming. Like being split open, her insides burning, stretching, filling.
The expression on Luna's face was priceless. Her lips were parted in a perfect 'o', eyes wide and glassy, body twitching from the sudden penetration. A deep moan escaped her lips, a sound of pure, unfiltered desire. Her hands flew to her own body, fingers clutching at the skin of her stretched belly, her thighs, her legs, as if trying to anchor herself.
Luna came. A spray of blue liquid spurt forth two meters far, coating the cold stone floor beneath the bone throne.
"Ready, pet?" Lyssandra asked, her voice a mix of mockery and hunger.
"No, wait, I just cum… you can't…" But before Luna could finish, Lyssandra lifted her up by the thigh again, and dropped her down with force that sent a shockwave through her entire body.
"Ahh~~ too fast!!!"
The impact was brutal. The core of Luna nestled deep in her body, parallel to her navel was pushed higher and higher. Lyssandra cock head pounded against it with each descent, as if trying to reach some unreachable point deep inside.
"Ugh…blegh…retch…"
Luna's body convulsed, her mouth opening wide as a new wave of blue slime spilled from her mouth, her body writhing in response to the relentless pounding.
"I-im dying, p-please… stop…"
Her voice was broken, barely more than a whisper, but it meant nothing to Lyssandra, who had no intention of stopping. She used Luna as a toy, slamming her down again and again, using the sheer force of her weight to drive her penis deeper and harder, hitting every weak spot.
"Im close, ready to get my gift, pet. Get pregnant!!!" Lyssandra roared, her voice thick with lust and dominance as the moans of Luna echoed in the room.
squelch… squelch…
After dozens of thrusts, Lyssandra came.
Her dick twitched widly, elongating and thickening before unleashing a torrent of pearl-white semen, the fluid rushing out like a tide, flooding the inside and wrapped around the core of Luna with its creamy substance.
"Cumming!!!"
The entire inside of Luna's slime body was engulfed in white, the sperm spreading, soaking every nook and corner of her. Her torso and the lower half of her body were completely saturated, covered in the white mess.
Lyssandra lifted Luna, now unconscious, and placed her on her lap, cradling her like a delicate doll. The moment her cock slipped out of Luna's pussy, the vagina lips sealed shut, as if sealing away the load that had just been deposited inside.
Lyssandra wrapped her arms around Luna, pulling her close, and began to rub her belly, feeling the warmth of the liquid that now swimming inside her. She whispered sweet, tender words into Luna's ear, her voice a soft, melodic lullaby.
"Rest, my pet. Soon, you will bear my child."