The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[NPCs]

"Of course," Tamul croons soothingly. Vansul doesn't reply, instead letting out a sharp, though not displeased, gasp. Vik, meanwhile, squirms up a little to peer closely at Coquette from above. "May I kiss you, my lady?" she begs.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"No," she says sulkily, though she is beginning to feel like she's kicked a puppy. 

[NPCs]

And, just as she'd honestly expected, a hurt look appears on Vik's face. "O-oh," the skinwalker stammers, then swallows. "Okay... is-- is there something else I can..?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

She sighs, sitting up on her forearms. "This isn't working," she calls to Tenachka. "What exactly are you looking for?"

[NPCs]

"For you to stop dragging your feet and being a nagging cunt," Tenachka calls back sweetly. 

The same sort of sweetly she was using right before...

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette rolls her eyes. "Fine. Get up, get on your knees."

[NPCs]

After a moment of confused hesitation, Vansul shifts from an upright on-knees position to an on-all-fours knees position. At the same time, Vik rises from her belly to kneel right next to Coquette. "Yes, my lady," they both chorus.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"No, off," she says, as if speaking to a dog. A few moments later, she's behind Vansul, grabbing her around the waist so she can thrust vigorously into her ass. 

[NPCs]

"Oh my lady, yes! Yes! Yes! Ah, this is-- you feel so-- ah!" Vansul nearly wails and mewls her appreciation of the new position. "So good so good so goo-urrmph! Mmmph, mmmmh."

After a little bit of waffling around, Vik sits down in front of Vansul and wiggles herself forward and under so Vansul's face is buried in her snatch. Tamul has moved behind Coquette, her body pressed against the merikos drow's and her arms wrapped around her. The experienced lower is able to both sway in time with Noire so her thrusts are unimpeded and provide support to make it easier to stay balanced.

[Coquette Blacquin]

Soon she's filling yet another hole with her cum. Angrily, forcefully, she yanks out and thrusts her still-hard cock into Tamul's mouth. "Is this what you want?" she hisses, grabbing Tamul's hair and slamming herself deep into her throat. "You want me to break your toys? To use them like you used me?"

[NPCs]

Tamul moans softly, clearly pleased at getting a second go and even more pleased at the rough treatment. Her tongue laps furiously and her throat spasms around Noire's oversized cock. There's not even a hint of distaste for having the taste of Vansul's ass either. Vik stares at the face-fucking happening in front of her with wide eyes, her expression conflicted, but within moments, her hand creeps down to start diddling herself.

Across the room, the only reply to Noire's challenge is rapidly sketching.

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette comes forcefully down Tamul's mouth before grabbing Vik and dragging her -- by the hair! -- over into the pile. She pushes Vik on top of Tamul and thrusts first into one, then the other, over and over until she comes on top of both of them, splattering them with her fluids. "Is that enough?!!" she screeches. 

[NPCs]

"Vik hasn't gotten a taste yet," Tenachka replies almost lazily, not even bothering to look at Noire as she answers. The doe-eyed women freezes where she lays, her left hand coated in her fluids and the other fondling a tit.

[Coquette Blacquin]

With a primal cry, Coquette grabs Vik and slams her onto her back on the bed. She straddles the girl's face, shoving her cock down her throat even as her hands wrap around her throat from the outside, squeezing tightly. 

[NPCs]

Vik lets out a muffled yelp, then gags. Her hands come up to meekly push at Coquette's hands, trying to free herself so she can breathe, but she's neither vicious enough or strong enough to manage it. This goes on for a minute or so, Vik's struggles getting weaker, when there's a hint of movement behind Coquette. Before she can look, or even decide if she was going to bother to, she's pushed over across Vik. Not far enough to get pulled out of her, or to free Vik from the grip on her neck, but far enough for Talmus to move into position. 

Without a word, a rock hard cock is shoved into Coquette's ass. Well lubed and more long than thick, Tamul is able to go right to the hilt in a single thrust, causing her hips to smack and her breasts to press against Coquette's back.