forum The College of Fae (3/3)
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Jasmine nodded. "It was not fun to try and figure out the map of the building. But we're here now! it looks like we have bananas, oranges… apples, pears, and peaches! wow." Jasmine said, in awe of what she had managed.

@maglo-the-stressed-person language

Jasmine nodded. "It was not fun to try and figure out the map of the building. But we're here now! it looks like we have bananas, oranges… apples, pears, and peaches! wow." Jasmine said, in awe of what she had managed.

"Wow…. thats really impressive! I can never really do anything so big as that… I mostly just make vines grow somewhere to move things, but you managed to basically make an entirely new type of tree!" Syndra pulls an apple off the tree and looks at it with shining eyes.

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Serena leans in closer, playfully. "Maybe if you kept your mouth open long enough, some fucking might happen there."

She smirks. She could definitely take the girl right here in this hall, but it was a matter of principal really. She kept up the rubbing where she'd shifted her hand.

"That's fine with me, kitten. I don't really need you to know right now in particular. And you don't exactly seem in a place physically or mentally to know." she chuckles.

Emaria didn’t flinch away as the girl leaned closer. She was slowly beginning to understand this girl’s game and fall back into the familiar one of her own. “All you have to do is ask,” she cooed.

Though the rubbing was beginning to weaken her even more. Emaria’s expression contorted slightly as she tried to reign in control. She had a personal rule to avoid sex in public after being caught by her parents in a rather uncomfortable situation with two Specialists, but… her parents weren’t here.

It was the second time Serena had called her kitten, and Emaria couldn’t help liking the pet name. Usually, she was the one who did the nicknaming. “Probably not,” she mumbled. “But tell me later, mistress?” Her eyes widened at what she’d done. By the gods, Emaria really couldn’t control her mouth when she got turned on.

@lord-of-the-carnival group

"Oh, I don't have to." Serena laughs darkly. "I could do anything to you, and you wouldn't - couldn't - say no."

She tilts her head at Emaria and presses in her fingers slightly as she rubs more, noting her expression and the way her legs were shaking slightly with no small ammount of satisfaction.

"I might. . . only if you're a good little servant." she responds in kind, the hand at the small of Emaria's back digging in just slightly more, her fingers digging in now.

@emilyevewrites group

Emaria swallowed heavily as she realized the words were true. She was in Serena’s clutches now. Whatever magic she was using was powerful. Much too powerful for Emaria to resist.

As Serena rubbed more and put more pressure on the sensitive flesh, Emaria’s breathing became ragged. She pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth and gritted her teeth in order to keep from moaning loud enough that the headmistress would hear her.

Emaria whimpered at the touch and arched her back again. “I will be,” she pleaded. “Oh gods, please touch me!”

@lord-of-the-carnival group

Serena watches as the realization hits Emaria that she was well and truly a slave to this strange new Fae. It was delightful to watch her swallow and turn slightly pale as she tries and fails to think of a way to get out of this, and the way she seems to accept this new turn of events in her life.

She leans in and seals her lips over Emaria's, not having to use too much effort to part the smaller girl's lips and kiss her hungrily, her fingers pressing in slightly harder with each circular motion of her fingers, not giving her any room for movement as she presses the girl back up against the wall.

"Oh, I will." Serena whispers against Emaria's lips, letting her body take over for her mind .

@emilyevewrites group

Emaria was still processing the speed that this was all happening when her lips were captured by Serena's again. She easily let her lips be parted and enjoyed the submissive nature she was currently being forced into. Though she stopped trying to restrain herself as Serena pressed harder and came closer to the mind fae's core with her touch.

She keened into Serena's mouth and bucked her hips with desperate need. This was torture! Why couldn't the other girl just bury her fingers in Emaria's soaking cunt already?! If she wanted Emaria wet, her job was already done.

Emaria whined at the words. "Please," she begged again, grinding her hips down onto Serena's hand as best she could.

(So do you think we should take this to the pms or…?)

@lord-of-the-carnival group

(Fade to black should work lmao)

Serena smiles blackly as the outside world seems to fade away. She whispers a few words before. . .

//Some ammount of time later lol//

Serena examines her fingers and smirks, licking them clean before stepping away, pulling Emaria's pants and panties up and her shirt back down over her chest.

"You're very good ay obeying." she coos, eyes sparkling with suppressed satisfaction at having gotten the mind fae exactly where she'd wanted her. "And you have a wonderful voice."

She fixes Emaria's hair and then steps to the side, waiting for the smaller fae to move away from the wall. She was slightly impressed by how good the faerie moaned.

"We're going to go to a bar. You should shower and change before we go." Serena says.

@emilyevewrites group

Emaria was dizzy and breathless. Oh gods… she was glad now that her back was still to the wall so she had something to lean on and help her stand. Serena's fingers were already redressing her, and Emaria was grateful for that. She was so weak from what had just happened.

"Thank you, mistress," she panted quietly. "Y-You too. Your voice, I mean."

She closed her eyes as Serena fixed her hair with the same nimble fingers that had just unraveled Emaria in a way she'd never felt before. By the gods, Emaria was still trying to catch her breath. How was Serena so composed when Emaria was a sweaty, wobbly mess?

Though the order caught her slightly off guard. "We are?" she asked hesitantly. All she'd really wanted to do was go back to her dorm and set up her stuff. But… she'd already pledged herself as a slave to Serena. This must be some of what it entailed. "Okay," she added, slowly pushing away from the wall and taking baby steps. Her core was still wet and sore, and her thighs were aching in the most gods-awful way…

@lord-of-the-carnival group

Serena grins. "I know I do."

"Yes. As a sort of. . . breather. Parties are good ways to meet new potential allies. . . or enemies. They're also great for gossip and rumours." she replies with a little hum.

It was really only to see which of the Fae at this college could be manipulated easily, even without her charms as one of the Gentry. She loves having slaves. Back home, she had more than a few who were like Emaria, who'd, in the heat of certain moments, had pledged theirselves to Serena, mind and body. Others she'd broken and molded to her will. EIther way, she had gotten what she'd wanted.

But she'd take her time with Emaria. She was, of course, very valuable. . . in more ways than just her looks.

@Avhira-The-Eldritch-Horror group

Jasmine smiled after finishing the peach. "There's a party at a bar tonight, are you going? I'd like to meet more people and also my brother will be there so i'll be going." she said to the other fae

@maglo-the-stressed-person language

Jasmine smiled after finishing the peach. "There's a party at a bar tonight, are you going? I'd like to meet more people and also my brother will be there so i'll be going." she said to the other fae

Syndra considers this, surprised by this sudden invitation, and no idea how to respond. "Um…………"On one hand, chance to hang out with this person/maybe friend more? On the other, lots of people, probably talking and many more social interactions to be had. Hmm….. "Sure?" She answers with an awkward question mark hanging on the end of her phrase, a nervous smile on her face. "Yeah, that sounds…. fun."

@Avhira-The-Eldritch-Horror group

Syndra considers this, surprised by this sudden invitation, and no idea how to respond. "Um…………"On one hand, chance to hang out with this person/maybe friend more? On the other, lots of people, probably talking and many more social interactions to be had. Hmm….. "Sure?" She answers with an awkward question mark hanging on the end of her phrase, a nervous smile on her face. "Yeah, that sounds…. fun."

"Don't feel pressured to come if you dont want to! If you don't think you'll enjoy it, thats fine, don't go!" Jasmine said, feeling bad for pressuring her new friend.

@maglo-the-stressed-person language

Syndra considers this, surprised by this sudden invitation, and no idea how to respond. "Um…………"On one hand, chance to hang out with this person/maybe friend more? On the other, lots of people, probably talking and many more social interactions to be had. Hmm….. "Sure?" She answers with an awkward question mark hanging on the end of her phrase, a nervous smile on her face. "Yeah, that sounds…. fun."

"Don't feel pressured to come if you dont want to! If you don't think you'll enjoy it, thats fine, don't go!" Jasmine said, feeling bad for pressuring her new friend.

"No, no! I… want to go I want to meet people and stuff, and I can't exactly do that if I hide from every social event that exists……" Syndra wrings her hands, trying to word her next sentence. "I'm just worried about what people think of me sometimes, and sometimes it just gets scary in crowds. But I want to experience this stuff, so I'll come with. I'll just probably hang with you though, I don't do well alone in these kind of settings…." Syndra gulps and quiets down, hoping that Jasmine wasn't overwhelmed or unnerved by that sudden burst of personal exposition.